When deep in the heart love sings. It can
open up, and spread the wings. Of a little
sparrow, or a dove. A child, in need of a hug.
A broken heart. A cherry tree. A willow. Heart
on sleeve. Tears on pillow. Roots don't die,
but bleed. Flowers and hearts, blossoming..
Soothing and charming, that is what this poem look and sound!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank You! ! ! Soul, For Such A Beautiful Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Is Filed With Such Beauty And Light! ! ! ! ! That Dances So Beautifully, Eloquent And Bright! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! :) And Smiles! ! ! ! !