In my summer retreat, I paint and write,
As I'm surrounded by flowers and light.
I like to walk amongst Nature's beauty,
And imbibe all the fresh air that greets me.
This place is filled with rich sights, scents and sounds.
Colours of yellow, green and red abound.
The skies above are often azure blue.
And there are always novel things to do.
Each moment I spend here breeds a certain kind
Of magic; refreshing one's heart and mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem