Beautiful rose!
I 'm seeing it in my garden
Withering
beauty of the rose in full bloom, in its glory. dancing in the wind. but fading petals. drying petals. falling petals. life, glory, youth, death, everything is perishable. you made me philosophise. dear poet. thank yu for this wonderful little poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life and death! ! Muse of the art. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
And the circle goes on and on...Thanks Edward