My precious love
clothed in beautiful white
and so heavenly bright
so much more beautiful
then the most beautiful song
I have ever heard
You are
a tiny sand dust
that is being build up
to the strongest glass
so that you behind it's clearness
can dance
in the sound of rivers
and birds singing
Even though my hands
had every dropp of water
from every ocean in the world
they could never tell
how much I love you
This is a beautiful love poem to your daughter. It uses such telling imagery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Malan, this is loving a child as one should. Just lovely.