O sweetest thing of all is life
How we make it and how we strife
Each day and night in love
So much in affections of
The beautiful embracing heart
Where every fondness must start
The seed of its flowering bud
That on the future is completed!
*(This came while reading Sarah Flower Adams)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good sir... very good!