When the birds sing
When the golden sunbeams
Snake through the morning mist
When the tender breeze kisses the flowers
To awaken them to bloom and dance
When the rabbits stray out to grace
When the farmers hurry out to their fields
When the fishermen hasten to their oars
When the whole world is awake
She alone crippled by her heart
Was confined to her bed to mourn
The loss of enjoying the morning glories.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked these lines in ur poem When the tender breeze kisses the flowers To awaken them to bloom and dance she alone crippled by her heart? ? ? ? ? desire, beauty and the loss.. nice poem. there is lot of beauty in urpoem gave u a 9