A Marigold Man Poem by Sumit Ganguly
A Marigold Man
October sun, earth, water and air
gave me cool yellow compact form
with deep aroma- zeal.
A little shy but bold in nature,
yellow matches to all colours,
so, I am abundant and cheap.
My star has made me altruist
but society is very choosy.
I am left to myself and my God.
I love my mother earth, father- sun,
airy society and fluid life.
So, I come and go frequently.
A colourful poem. Like the idea of it, Sumit. Tom Billsborough
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 9:39:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the allegory. I planted a new cultivar of marigold this year. It is supposed to be 2 1/2 feet tall
Thank you for your warm comment. With a little care, the plant will flourish profusely, I'm sure.