the man
with lots
of things to say
he has no wisdom
in his words today
when he stepped out
of his house
it was raining so hard
he could not see
a dog gone thing
he wrote
a very beautiful
melody
but with words
he cannot sing
he cannot be satisfied
because he is
such a choosy guy
while he watches the clock
time is just passing bye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem