The Lover
May 7, 2020
The lovers are the flower lovers
With pleasure gift flowers
Them, you, us and all others
With a smile they live forever;
Neither they are needy or greedy
Nor they are hungry or angry
Whatever they get, they eat,
Go with little rest and no complaint.
wow what a lovely poeter r ye M R SO L4 THEE OVELY SHE WILL DIE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Flowers and lovers - I think that we need more.