When was the last time a paper-kite
Found you at the end of a ball of string?
How long has it been since a Mulberry Tree
Held you safely in its arms and fed you
The sweetness of Love?
What keeps you from riding the winds of youth
And conversations with a face in the clouds?
Ahhh ___You lost your childhood imagination
and the taste for Dreamsicles.
I know, I know.
Me too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem