Looking At Your Language by Joan

The shapes of your language’s letters remind me of music notes

floating on the air

 

Your words look like a woodchuck tail patting a wide log

 

If I could translate, I think you might be saying, “Hi, my name is….”

 

I would love to say to you, in my language, “I love pizza”

 

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