A lady received a
bouquet of roses
it was a windy day
a gust of wind caught
the roses
blew them all away.
They were tied with
yellow ribbons but
they could not hold
the story of lost
roses
somehow it must be
told.
Your dream ended too
quickly
how was you to know
the lady received the
roses
they were covered with
layers of snow.
They found a place in
her heart
it was hard to let them
go
but she had to release
them
to the wind they had
to go.
Help dry up their tears
they had to find their
way
so they could be happy
laugh again some day.
Who was this sender with
a heart of gold
the lady still awaits,
a story told.
Wonderful write. I enjoyed reading it. Waiting for the sender of beautiful roses.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice tale, well told. the lady still awaits, a story told. The suspense hangs....