What makes the sun beam bright, the sunlight shine-your smile
what makes the roses bloom, the roses redden as if blushing-your beauty
what makes the tree's leaves dance, dancing in the wind-they do when you pass by
What makes the birds sing-they stop quietly and sing to your melodious laugh
You make small things, like the light from the sun-the red of the rose, the dance of the leaves-and the song of the birds-mean more than what they appear to be-
and its because of this special power you hold that you are so special to me-
you are the centered diamond of my soul's pendant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Wonderfully conceived. I liked it for its remarkable imagery and decent style. Rated it 10. TFS..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1.