I came across this poem recently and really liked it…
My Flower
By Ira Titus
One night in May in a clear sky
The moon was a daisy flower:
And I put it in my coat,
A bouquet of Love!
Now I shall wear it
When I go
Along the city streets:
The people will say
As I pass by—
"He has a sweet soul!"
They will not see my flower,
And cannot know
Whence comes the fragrance of my spirit!
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September 26th, 2011 at 6:44 pm
Can anyoone help with the translation of the poem: The Creation by James Weldon Johnson. I have it in English and I am looking for the French translation
Thnanks for your help