First petal falls, my smile is up.
A petal falls, my eyes well up.
A petal falls, heart skips a beat.
A petal falls, salt stains my cheek.
A petal falls, face feels flush.
A petal falls, I feel the crush.
A petal falls, and Chritsmas starts.
A petal falls, damn that smarts.
A petal falls, not to be caught.
Last petal falls, she loves me not.
By Sian Mein
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem