I want a rose
That will not die,
A rose of love to last!
Forever always
Dying never;
To live and last
And last!
Go out and cherish
This rarest rose,
Gleaned from
Where'er it's cast,
And tomorrow I'll come
O'er heaven's road
To share the rose
Thou hast!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In my understanding we are all in search of something beautiful or creative that will last and this poem is about that search and not holding it to one's self selfishly but being willing to share it once the dream or vision is fulfilled and found.