Of all the flowers in the world
I chose the daisy to be unfurled.
It stands tall and proud among
The different fauna of its furlong.
It might seem as just a flower
But to me it holds much more power.
It reminds me of your beauty,
Never changing its countervailing duty.
This flower born and raised wild
Whose love can not be exiled.
What is a beautiful strech of land
Without you to hold my hand?
I picked this flower just for you
To show you how my love is true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem