Rose, rose, rose
Let us preserve the seed of your youth
Rose, rose, rose
Let us reserve your weeds for a raw boot
Your lovely colourful petals surely sooth
And your internal roots
Will forever remain buried beneath my foot.
Copyright 2015 Sylvia Lovina Chidi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In addition I'll keep myself abreast and closest to me on a table of rose wood. Very well expression for the love of rose.