A color of sunset traveling down the street,
making a racket with 'wedding cans' tied to
it's bumper.
Children of various ages and sizes, hanging
out everywhere, yelling out merry exclamations.
A volkswagon filled to the brim, overflowing
with a joyous crowd of children all wishing the
new bride and groom many laughable memories of
this day in the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem