why, echoes to setting sun
soak with rain i have none
droplets clinging to branch
waiting for a wind to pass
bright eyed grasshopper nibling
staring at me what she's saying
i see water flowing downroad
petals floating so as toad
i dip my barefeet for a test
cool, i am loving it, fresh
i haven't answered my question
maybe i have something soon
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I would like to translate this poem
........dipping our bare feet in cool water on a hot summers day.....is truly one of life's greatest pleasures...