A pretty flower that
I see it everyday
Smiling to me
Just to pick it immediately, but
I keep refusing to do it
Simply because I love
To see it smiling to me beautifully
On my way to my work...
I love to see it
Dancing wonderfully while
Resisting all Autumn's winds...
I love to smell it endlessly
Without any chance
To pick it
Even to myself...
I love to look at
All pretty flowers endlessly...
All pretty flowers display themselves
To us to love them endlessly
Although we know that
They will die
Sooner or later...
I keep refusing to do it Simply because I love To see it smiling to me beautifully... A kind-heart that blooms in you...Thank you for sharing...10+++ Cheryl
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perhaps beautiful flowers like all other beautiful things , in addition to being beautiful at first sight, also hide a few inscrutable truths of life, creation and the way life evolved to the present condition.Good poem.