Behind the river stood a green poplar, <br /> <br />He longed and dreamt, about bamboo boat... <br /> <br /> But on another coast, blossomed red-pink dogrose, <br /> <br /> And so a poplar has filled the river azure with tears... <br /> <br />20.04.09.<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-green-poplar/
