Smooth caressing wind
Lifts the bunch of your tress
While brushing past it
Leaves essence of love in your dress
Spring has arrived with
Sweet aroma of new leaves
You bloom with the buds
As with first love your heart heaves
Shyness sprouts in you
And you begin to feel good
Chasing butterflies for
Nothing you remain in a good mood
Let the Spring makes your
Dream true and you to flourish
With beauty and love
In your own world you live in peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem