When I was very small
my parents posed me
for a photograph,
holding a hibiscus
no doubt red...
and by the time they
turned to take the picture
I had eaten the flower
even then I knew
how to live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is the first time you have caused me to laugh out loud with one of your poems. Thanks I needed it.