The Hawaiin Guitar 'kind of sings'
in tones so sweet from its magical strings.
If you love the moon and the sleepy lagoon
come to the Island of Love, where soft
breezes are blowing ~ sunsets are glowing
and sea planes fly up above.
Then hand in hand, on golden sand,
together you'll sway to the glorious
~~~ Music Of Love ~~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This piece so adorable....Beautiful and full of wonder! ! ! I do enjoyed reading every line. Magnificent work! ! ! God bless you always! ! ! -Pink Butterfly-