The flower grew tall to the sky--
Touching its soft baby blue-
A graceful spiral of delightful fragrance-
A floral design blossoming anew--
So tall-so tall-it has grown--
Brillant blazing bloom--
Frangrance so awe inspiring---
Alas, 'tis gone too soon-!
Its petals began withering--
Its stem 'tis clearly dying---
Calls from the heavens blue---
Sorrows as the gardens crying-----
Too soon gone-flower--
Too soon a part of the sodded earth---
Too soon your life has ended--
Too soon from your day of birth--
The Essence
July,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem