Flower that blooms at sunrise
Stays and withers at sunset.
Next day, another one does.
Love that blooms every time
Withers soon for the next one.
06.10.2003
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very fine poem indeed... yet, a true love never never withers........ in heart ever alive like that of the Loveliest Angel Live In The Heart Alive............