Once I worked in a building
Fixing things here and there
One day you came to play
With my elevator
Run it up
Run it down
You knew the buttons
I knew the code
Together we pushed
Rightly we rode
Onetime we even stopped on the roof
The day was gone but the lights
Were our spark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I worry....is this subtle enough.......should the last word be sparks....