The world around me all was grey.
There was no light that I could see.
My gloom would just not go away.
I felt of nothing left for me.
But then into my life you came.
You made me feel the budding of
A precious gift that I could claim
If I would turn myself to love,
And find the inner will to care
For you as a blessing that grows
To be a bliss for both to share.
I am your clay, you are my rose.
And all of me does sense your bloom,
And gone away is all my gloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem