To Pick Roses
I just want to pick one rose
Although you gave me
A whole garden
So many flowers!
But which is the most beloved one
Which one should I pick?
Before I could make a choice
My tears flowed down
And dropped on the sheepish stamen
Of a rose with thorn
By the bottom of my skirt
Is it dew
Or tear?
By Rose Lu (Bing Hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy
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