Standing alone in the field
Strong and sturdy indeed
Still lovely, even though its a weed
This yellow beauty shines strong and bright
Not alone anymore
A flower has sprouted
Its beauty unmatched -
Or so it says
Better in every way
Everyone knows flowers are best
More lovely, more wanted, more fragrant
The weed hangs its head,
Day after day the flower boasts its beauty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written! .........