She put the twelve red velvet roses in a vase
That was on top of her dining room table
And it looked so beutiful inside of the vase
The twelve velvet red rose cheer her up
And she said to me I love the red velvet roses verymuch
But they are my favorite
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So it needs a vase to beautify the flowers! Favourite also always searches such liking where it can anchor. Good write. Regards, pranab