Red Roses Poem by Alex Fan Moniz
Red Roses
Where are the red roses
Where is she
Where are the children playing
Waving by the roadside
The dog chasing a ball
Where are the flags
The carossel and laughter
Where is the young boy absorbed
By her tending to her red roses
One day I must grow red roses
I know they won't be the same.
From 'Colours of South Africa' 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/3/2024 11:57:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The simple things in life are the most beautiful. Children playing and running about and of course red roses. Nice.