Roses are to be forever green;
Feeling the sun on the prickles;
Soaking up the tinney raindrops;
Coming out to see the light;
This is my time to shine;
To watch everything around me bloom;
As it all goes so fast i realize its my time to depart knowing i will not come to see this earth beacuse the life in a rose always grows to be free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem regarding rose that is the symbol of love if it is red. Good imagery and fine words.