When I was a child, 
I asked my mother.
'When the weather is mild
Why are there clouds? '
 
Mother laughed and said, 
'Clouds are everywhere, child.
When the sky turns red, 
Or when you go to bed, 
Clouds can come to you.'
When I was a child, 
I stared at you, clouds.
The question is, 
Did you stare at me?                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    