The new year is a flower
emerging with careless grace,
grown by our choice of seeds
in the old one's place;
And if you nurture the flower
with a will to let it grow
little, hidden miracles
will begin to show;
For the choice is ours if we make
our seed bloom to its fullest,
or let it waste until it fades
and forget our task, so earnest;
So have your choice, pick your seeds,
and plant them with all your care,
and yours shall be
joy and prosperity
If you only do your share.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a great poem, , A good message too/ Top marks! !