A wild flower refuse to close her eyes,
For budding has denied her the beauty;
Of the open fields,
The vast mountains,
The caress of the winds,
The sight of the flirty butterflies,
And the courting bees.
The wild flower knows
That sleep is no prey,
For the precious moments,
Spent entertaining sleep,
Tricking her to keeping him company.
But in blooms she swears to see it all, and miss it not.
A fantastic marvelous priceless poem! Your great spirit soars through every line you write in this magic homage to nature and to humanity! Your whole humane spirit is beautifully revealed in this joyous celebration of God's gift to you and the rest of humankind.We're heartened to receive this gorgeous poem from you! You're the true empress of true outstandingly written majestic poetry.Well done.Thank you very much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amazing........i can only tell that! ! 10+