The girl on the see-saw

The see-saw is swinging
one push forward
and one backward
feet to the stars
hands trying to reach the moon

the girl on the see-saw
has an ice-cream stain on her white skirt
and a spot on her heart
one push forward
and one backward
she gets her feet wet  in the stars
but she cannot reach the moon

Far away, clouds are casting shadow on her eyes
and squeaking
the see-saw is swinging
but her white hands
cannot reach the moon
cannot reach the moon.


(my free translation from an anonymous italian poet)