I didn’t asked my rose to bloom,
Yet it bloomed and spread the perfume;
I didn’t asked the north wind to blow,
Yet it blew and took me with the flow;
I didn’t asked the Swallow to sing,
Still it woke me up by its morning chirp;
I didn’t asked the sun to rise,
Still it rose and its warmth filled me.
I didn’t asked you to come,
Yet you came and filled me with love.
And after that everything changed!
I started loving roses! I loved the blowing wind!
I started waiting for the birds to chirp,
And for the sun and for its shine!
All that happened, coz you came….: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem