I wish I had green fingers,
so everything in my garden would grow.
The flowers would grow strong,
like my love for you.
The roses would blush at your beauty,
a sunflower to fill your day with brightness.
Oh, how I wish I had green fingers,
with the touch to make every flower grow.
There would be a cascade,
of colours and perfume to fill the air,
as we walked through my garden fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love that forever grows, just like the rose... Sounds romantic to me David, I know you don't do romantic, but you do a good Impression of it.. Loved it mate..10