Oh, what I'd give for them to stay,
As I saw the petals float away,
My mind racing with intense emotion,
Oh, how it felt like slow motion,
The pink peonies withering away,
As the last of me drifted astray,
I knew I'd forget my everyday,
Marking the departure of my soul,
My consciousness fell into a deep dark hole,
Oh, how the sadness took over as I peered into the sky,
The light I once ignored bringing tears to my eyes,
The pink peonies I decided to let rot,
Turning regret into my only thought,
As my last few breaths grew so small,
I wished I would have appreciated it all,
Everything I never took into consideration,
Finally coming to realisation,
My body growing limp as I took my last breath,
My once racing thoughts calming from the wrath of death,
As my body ceased to exist,
As my soul moved on,
Only then did I learn my lesson,
Every aspect of life is a blessing.
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