If I could choose,
I would be a violet.
The shy little flower,
Fine and pure,
Always surrounded by friends.
Never alone,
Never sad.
Just standing with its friends,
Singing all day long.
Enjoying the sun,
Dancing in the rain.
Yes, if I could choose,
I would be a violet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Violets are quite lovely...as is the poem. Hugs, Dee