drops of morning dew
dripping from the leaves
lonely red rose stands on the stem...
the breeze shifting
the leafs dancing...
Amid the garden i stand
A fresh new day has began
with the chiripping of birds...
the golden sunrays lightened it...
Likes the dew on the grass
my hopes of the day is virgin...
fear it not my friend
Begin the day with a smile in heart....
believe in thy self....
for love is to be attracted
not to be conquered..
for hope is to believe
not to be displayed...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem