Poem:

I wish I were a flower,

Fresh, sweet and pretty,

Such as a lily or a rose,

Generous with its fragrance;

My blooming awakes in Nature,

As morning breaks each day,

With drops of dew glistening

On my petals; the gentle breeze

Shall let me sway as I pervade

The air with my scent.

Love shall find me where I’ll be

And I shall not think of fading.