slowly, slowly, always
slowly seeds do grow
to become flowers and
caterpillars too
become butterflies
the flowers know all these
and so they keep on blooming
not losing hope for every winter
spring is always not far behind
i also know this and by heart
my love, i am telling you
our dreams will always come true
we only have to wait
we only have to keep the faith.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem