There is not one artist
Who taking thought
And with careful execution
Can produce
A masterpiece
As balanced and beautiful
Both in design and character
As the picture
Of the meadow
On my uncle's farm
That bursts forth into bloom
Every Spring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A picture may be worth a thousand words, but the actual sight is indescribable.
Well put and what you have written sums it up perfectly.