red blossoms amid green leaves
drooping, beautiful geranium!
you do not ask for water.
cannot speak! You do not need to speakó
knows that you are dying of thirst,
they do not bring water!
pass on, saying:
geranium wants water."
I, who had happiness to share
longed to share your happiness;
who loved you, Spoon River,
craved your love,
before your eyes, Spoon Riveró
from chasteness of soul to ask you for love,
who knew and saw me perish before you,
this geranium which someone has planted over me,
left to die.