Blow a kiss to those that know
Flow a river through the snow
Know a love can grow, can grow
Know beauty is the flowers show.
Dream a dream of pastures green
Know your dream and all it means
Come out dirty, come out clean
All from knowing you can gleam
Alike the brightest star may seem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem David. Nice imagery. -Lydia