Wild flowers, yellow, pink, blue and white.
All so precious with in my mines sight.
Red Fescus, St. Augustine and Kentucky Bluegrass
Gaia really know how to cover her self in class.
Black Birch, Scarlet Oak and the Evergreen
Just think it all started with a little protein.
Lemon Basil, Sage, Rosemary and Dill,
to my taste buds they bring a thrill.
Rolling green hills and a deep misty meadow,
will make the coldest soul warm up to a glow.
Remember that it is not about all the strife
but only how you choices to live you life.
Blue skys or clouds with rain drops inprearled,
what an amazing time to live in this World.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Thomas. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.