The rose of my garden

My garden has a lot flowers

but you

are the only rose

You grow beautiful and profuse

too if the sky is

a grassland of clouds

I cannot distinguish

your color

red, pink, yellow, white, blue

what I really want

is really you

But I can't cut you off

you wither in an istant

I water you every evening

with unpublished care

You give

light to my eyes

joy to my smile

You'll now to satisfy a day

of my

tender heart?

Destiny unsolved

pleasant ardor

Written by Andrea Alfani in the Italian language

Translated by Andrea Alfani & Deonne Mackowiak