And...
I shall have...
Some peace and warmth...
There on the terrace...
For the falling rays...
Of the morning sun...
Briskly warms...&
Peace shall descend too...
Through thecanopy....
Of clouds...
Albeit a tad slow....
For she sure reaches...
Where birds chirps..
And butterfly floats...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem