love blossums like a flower
growing in the spring morning
love has its own scent
so much like that flower
love can come in singles
it can come in bundles
its how its presented
that brings its power
its the one power we all seek
to keep us strong and kind
to keep us in check within ourselves
hopeing to find the love we find
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem