I am a happy dog
delivering wishes in Baghdad
on the commission of the doctors
of love. They are so rich!
I taste the wishes of the notes
in my mouth, they are to whine
sometimes - then, along the way
I am a whining dog in Baghdad
With my head held high, I lie down:
here is the post! I gasp and slurp
water, I am happy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Zywa, such a wonderful poem......................