What I image
Is something that I will have to wait till I age
I wear white gown with flowers
But I don’t have magic powers
The flowers are orange lilies
And 2 peoples in pairs
My father leads me
And the beautiful man I see
With the brides maids and best mans be side
I feel a sense of pride
It will be me and him
Till the lights turn dim
Our love is a piece of art
Till death do us part
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem