O Rose! Why Are You So Egoistic? More Charming Is Face Of My Beloved, Her Lips Are Redder Than Your Petals, Her Heart Is Softer Than Your Kernel,
She Gyrates On Her Two Nimble Feet In The Air, Which You Cannot Do Without Feet Be Aware, If You See Her You Will Blush On Your Pride, She Is Such A Fine, Gentle And Lovely Bride.
The Poem Is Self-Expressive. It Is A Tribute To My Lost Beloved Who Had Died Decades Ago. But Her Memories Are Still Fresh.