They grow stronger and stronger
bit by bit, little by little,
more and more than before.
They spread their roots in my land
I'd rather to resist, but no longer I can stand.
Day by day I see to appear their first bottoms
And gently a humming-bird kisses their smell.
I will take each one as a gift for my lover
all these beautiful flowers in my garden
fruits of the little seeds of my love
...in this lovely spring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful little seeds, producing a harvest of love! So cleverly written! ; D