singing in sunshine
bright yellow bird perched in blooms
a plum daisy patch
swinging on breezes
now's the time to strut his stuff
summer's serenade
pineapple sunshine
purple fragrance going by
high noon has stopped still
beautiful flutters
strawberry field of midday
red butterfly dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are queen of colors and lover of nature. You can mix and mellow them like a winnow deed bringing out good. Beautiful poem.