As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.
'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.
'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.'
What a beautiful song! ! You are a real and talented artist! ! RIP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what happened to the flower to met with scorn...not clear to me