There was no rain and no clouds, just sun.
I would hopefully learn, and discover.
I was happy and going to have fun.
When I went outside I found a new lover.
It was a gorgeous bird, with other birds.
The bird flew up to me and brought me a diary.
In the diary there were only four words.
The sun was starting to go down, the color was very fiery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem