Sweet scented Petunias,
Blowing in the breeze,
They look so fine,
Their colours divine,
A lovely sight to see.
The beautiful French marigold,
It sits right next to them,
That luscious orange flower,
Such beauty on a stem,
This pleasant, sweet, bright afternoon,
I spend in garden fair,
I love to spend my hours,
Beneath warm sunshine there.
Jayne Louise Davies
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I would like to translate this poem
Do you love Anil dear poetess but I love you and your poetry