Now that the drizzle
And the fog
Have finally fled the scene,
They gaily frolic amongst
The mossy green like young girls
On a stage hoping to be selected,
Hoping to be invited to participate
As guests of honor
At my annual tea party
Ah, so many Black Eyed Susan’s,
They attired in their frilly skirts,
Painted in identical shades of gold
See how they embrace the space
And entice the admiration
Of passers by, they flaunting
Their beauty as if posing
For a magazine’s
Upcoming photo-shoot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the poem is an invitation to have a visit to your garden to see such a beautiful scene Ms. Jackie Allen! ! !