He asks me,
what I want,
I reply,
without a great sigh,
'Everything'.
He's stunned.
He has nothing to say.
He just simply nods,
in a weird kind of way.
He tilts his head and thinks outloud,
'Everything? What is everything to you? '
I stare at him.
He stares back.
I'm not a spoiled brat,
i'm not a pretty princess,
so I simply replied,
'Dimands, tickets, and rings! '
Nice job Jasmine! You have put together a great piece here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its interesting...........10