Like a rose,
she held herself majestically.
Each part of her,
being like a petal.
Like a bubbling stream,
so beautiful the scenery.
Each thing she did,
being swift and efficient.
Like a mountain,
she was as stubborn as can be.
Each idea she held,
she held unconditionally.
Like a mother,
her heart was blessed with love.
Each person she knew,
she loved wholeheartedly.
And like a friend,
she was first to compromise.
Each time she talked,
she held my attention fully.
And because of these things,
I adore her,
like she is part of my family.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Thank you.