I Love

— Menonim Menonimus

I love all the flowers that bloom

Fondle them holding to my bosom,

The rose, the marigold, the lotus

Make swell my heart so much,

Not the beauty and fragrance mere

But also the thorns that they bear.

 

I love the eastern sky in the morn

After dawn, the sun shows its horn,

Giving away its generous silver gold

Spreading all its wings that it holds,

With them, my heart leaps up in joy

They call me to play being a toy. 0 0 0

(This poem ‘I Love’ originally belongs to the book entitled ‘The Little Girl and the Stars’ by Menonim Menonimus)

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