Looking Up From Down Under
We lie on the bosom of the green grass,
Beside the walkways,
Trodden by careless feet,
Ignored by eyes that seek no beauty,
Forgotten by even the few that look at us,
Yet, we keep smiling till death!
We look up to you,
From down under,
To see you smile too
As you pass by.
(Picture taken by my iphone i7, on 04 April 2022, at 11: 21 am)
04 May 2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem