If the breeze could whisper
If the flowers could talk
If the ocean could sing
If the clouds could scream
Hell, what'd become of me?
Cause I ain't fond of competition, you see!
(c) Preeti Datar
Written - 6/1/08; 4: 15 PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cute...loved it...wasn't ready for the ending. And thanks for your comments. Coach