The wonder in that little birdies
eyes, as he stops to say hi. The
excitement of that little squirrel, as
he and his friends, play, dash and
twirl. The love that's sparked between
those two little bunnies, hearts. And
as a sliver of the moon begins to rise,
and out come the fireflies. And our
minds began to reflect upon, the
simple awe of things. How precious
they are and the joy they bring, to life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marvellous poem. The nature lover and keen observer in Becca are manifest in the poem, competing with one another. Loved this poem, Becca, congratulations