By HENRY L. KOOPMAN

The leaves of the elm and the maple，

First opened their wondering eyes，

Under the bending beauty，

Of the azure April skies.  

They drank in the warmth of springtime,

They threw off their swathing bands,

And reached out into the sunlight，

Their pink, imploring hands.

樹(shù)葉的嬉戲

亨利·L.庫(kù)珀曼

榆樹(shù)和楓樹(shù)的葉子，

睜開(kāi)了迷惑的眼睛，

在蔚藍(lán)美麗的，

四月天空下。