The breeze took liberty
and was dancing in her blonde hair
The moon took her white moonlight brush
and was giving painter'stouches to her marble like body
The pink rose offered herself
and requested her to wear on her hair
She honored the wish wore on her hair
and looked up andsmiled at moon
The moon said you yourself have finished your portrait
and threw the brush away kissed on her cheek
She smiledblushed and said thank you moon!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem