Birds sing.
Sweethearts dream.
The heart knows that it's spring.
Love buds.
Root Beer suds.
Children play.
Moms pray.
Thank God for life.
And another spring day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When sweet heart dreams, birds sing, and love buds a lover knows that spring has come. A beautiful poem nicely envisioned. Thanks for sharing.