Between the rotten leaves and green ones
The buds of leaves makes the tree so beautiful
As a promise of the future of this tree
As a promise of continuing life of the tree
Which sees the hope for the steady continuation
Not knowing the buds changes into green leaves
And follows the path of the rotten leaves to fall
As the little children gives lot of hopes
To our own world to give happiness to all
They are entitled our care and love always
How wonderful the love that makes this nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem