If Roses were poems,
Id lie down all day,
Picking the petals,
to count out dismay,
If clouds were dreams,
I would watch them all day,
Hoping the Sandman,
Wouldn't take you away,
If you were a princess,
Like the fairytales of old,
Id ride my white horse,
to save
Your perilous world,
But if my heart was as its feeling today,
Itd swell like a ballon,
Then burst,
To dead weight,
And if you are who you are,
Which you will always be,
Ill be hoping in vain,
That youll ever see me...
~For a Flower,
Sitting amongst the rows,
Yet beauty stands her taller,
than she'll ever know.
Very sweet and lyrical poem, Andrew. Keep writing and sharing with us. '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
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I would like to translate this poem
'~For a Flower, / Sitting amongst the rows, / Yet beauty stands her taller, / than she'll ever know...', these are beautiful lines you have penned.