White roses sweet
to all the dark grays,
that is your treat
for the sunshine days.
Night comes in dreams
flowers rise to give,
when everything seems
without a revive.
Love is here around
with all its giving,
in a heart it's found
like a beat that's living.
Time comes and goes
seasons mustfall,
like rivers that flow
here once and for all.
White roses sweet
like a day in a rise,
early morning street
in its awake surprise.
When day's freshly new
and the hour 's young,
life is coming through
in a morning song.
White roses sweet
to all the dark grays.
White roses sweet
for the sunshine days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Peter, such a heartwarming poem👍👍👍