Soft morning sun wakes me today
The dew feels sweet on my face
The parrots are out to say
That I've come to the perfect place
I get out to walk alone
The flowers on my path smile
Seems like dreams just flown
Realising this reality takes a while
I see the river flow down the throne
Disappearing down the fall away a mile
I take deep breaths once and twice
Anticipating her arrival any moment
Can’t believe this feels so nice
Nothing in my mind to lament
Ah! There is that familiar smell
Soothing my mind as my eyes close
Her presence gets stronger (ah! well)
Can’t keep but look at the rose
She looks like a rose, so red
In that dress (I made) she wears
Her smile has so many words unsaid
Anyone would lose himself when he hears
Those sweet nothings since the day we wed
Just afraid those eyes don’t get filled with tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem