Only in the summer will I ever see
The rosemary and blossoming tea
Only in the summer will I know
If he loves me
Or if I’m a bore
Only In the summer will you see
The chirping birds
Or talking trees
Only in the summer will we meet
For fear of the winter and cold, wither feet
Only in the summer
Is when I come alive
So use your time with me wise
And only then will you see how lovely
The summer time can be with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
tat was rlly good kim. seriously. i luv the way u wrote it. make more poems ur rlly good at it.