Stone cold showers
The definate flowers
Mothers powers
Lingering for hours
There is no way to stop,
The moring dew drop
Reaching the top
cooling the crop
The perfect storm
Past the norm
Theres nuthing left for her to preform
Reach for weeds to pick
Make the eyes sick
wow...amazing analogy used in these lines...very soft and sweet poem...its finely structured to read...thanks for sharing with me...10
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I would like to translate this poem
Hello sweetheart, i have perused ur lines and i see we share that spirit of saliency, do read my poems too, ok? . The Sage..Anthony E.J, +2348080953549