To have sparkling dew on your roses
Every morning...
To have coffee or tea with...just the
Right amount of
Cream or/and sugar...
To find the snow not a burden, but
A fairyland...
And the icicles, glinting with sun's
Light, and dripping...drop, drop,
With music, lovely
Music. To have 'Ode to Joy'
Playing everywhere in your homes.
And to have you absolutely sure
This will be a very, very,
Good year....
Happy the New Year, Everyone! ! !
That is some purty poem Elysabeth. (I thought your purty name should have a big E stead of a small one.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dearest Lisbeth, I'd love all of these please, though on this side of the globe a cold shower might be the order of the day! But importantly, the knowledge that you're writing and inspiring and showering the world with your words. Fond love to you in 2008, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥