A Flower Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz
A Flower
A beautiful Flower is growing here
In the sunny, and neat, and tidy place.
Its leaves and petals seem fine and clear.
I dream to pick it gently and embrace.
But the Flower doesn’t belong to me,
And someone else will enjoy its odor.
Someone’s hands planted it under the tree
In the fresh, crystal clear air.
I can’t resist its exceptionality,
And leave it indifferently, and go on.
I look at it with curiosity
While it seduces me in the sun…
Such a lovely picture you have painted Jolanta, great imagery with a beautiful flow of words down the page. Thanks for sharing your vision warm wishes Jon
the last line was the best...a short poem...but left a long impression
A wonderful poem, love the style and the aim becomes clear, well done, love duncan X
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 3:41:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem..love the use of words...esp..teh end..that it seduces u... preets