Among the rivulets of water
That spring has coaxed from wintry ice
There is a little hidden flower
That peeks from patches of black earth
It's fragrance is quite overwhelming
Its color unbelievable
Though small, its memory unending
Who can forget a violet?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another lovely poem; a tribute to a little flower. i too have written to a voilet. Read mine - Violet in June - Adeline