When you walk though a flower garden,
does the rose fall over in lost hopes and dreams
of ever being as beautiful as you?
What is a rose to do?
Wish and pray that you pick it,
and put in your hair,
so it can become a part of you.
Then, and only then,
may it become so lovely as you, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
So Lovely
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I would like to translate this poem
wow......there it is now it is a master piece........well done