I look to my right
and what do I see? ?
the paire de lacet.
I want that for us.
I glance to my left
and what do I find? ?
the sparring two quills.
I wish that for us.
I stare straight ahead
and what do you know? ?
it's narrow; but hope
I will that for us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one! Officially one of my favourites by you-I'll write more somewhere else-great show of true emotion.