Oh Flower Petals
Oh flower petals
The beauty beyond beauty.
The natural everywhere.
I just had to pluck a few
In the morning dew
Oh I had to put in my vase.
Oh I had to write poems about them.
Before falling asleep in the noon hour
I was about dream about them.
The artist within us
Could do nothing but paint about them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem