Aii the bonnie blooms, sweet summers rain' n its perfumes.
Creep' n twine, elder over-flowering meads
The soul that shines when nature feeds.
Skip-hop' n a jump in revelry glance
A jig to memories olde dance.
Welcome friends......'ere that be summer.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice Ditty. Try'Summer Shade' when you have the time.