Paul and I are not sure if the flowers’ “eyes” are truly black or brown,
but, if we could, we’d use a bunch of them....to fashion you a gown.
Then no matter what month it was, or wherever you might be,
you and Paul could look at you, in your gorgeous gown, and happy you could be.
.....well, you could imagine it at least....with no bees buzzing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poet notes are more interesting and poetic than poem..... It seems your prefer prose-poetry (i'd call it) Good luck for Susan and Paul