A wave and a wave flow,
A breeze and a breeze blow,
Shaking the shadow
Of a tender willow.
A lady opens the window,
Giving a gracious show.
Her name a boy wants to know.
But there are paces to go.
by Cotter LI
on Mayday,2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem