The flowers bloom wild in the earth
They have different types to choose from
All have different colors and styles
People bloom differently from each other
People have different talents
People have different needs from each other
People have different styles of life
People have different style of clothes
People have different hair style from each other
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love that poem. I think that poem is more a metaphor