Little boy tom hopped out of bed,
Took his sleeping cap off his head.
He looked out the window...
and said,
''Snow flakes are falling onto the ground! ! ! '
with an estatic sound.
It was the day before Christmas Eve.
Layed on the snow
The thing Tom had saw,
was a Winter Rose.
Bright and white
Looking lighter than light,
was a Winter Rose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem