On a windy day
the grass would sway
to the left, to the right
round and round
the leaves on trees
flies or flutters
as if to play....
On a windy day
the raindrops comes
to quench the thirst
of trees the very first
then flowers, plants
in the fields and farms.....
On a windy day
a father and son
walks through the rain
pushing against
the howling wind
and for the son
it was super fun.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the fantastic description of a windy and the fun the son and father had.