The February snowflake has fallen into heart..
But the old sorcerer did not sleep,
Has inflated slowly a flower sigh- morning...
The heart is turned an ice piece...
But the sun shine so fondly today....
The March has arrived in time as rescue...
The first day of spring as first signs-
Into the blue sky... is deeply so...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a lovely poem i get to read on the first day of march....................u are so natural at this.....well penned