Roses are red
violets are blue
when the skies are gloomy
I think of you
the first thought that
pops into my mind
is how crazy I was
cause my love was blind
but now I understand,
and now I realize
to notice what was there
I just had to open my eyes
I see things clearer, then ever before
And I realize now
I love you more and more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now I realize to notice what was there I just had to open my eyes I see things clearer, then ever before And I realize now I love you more and more. love is a mystery. who can fathom its depths. tony