Aromas Of Seasons Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

lilac-coloured heather is blooming.
on the walk, we are admiring
their beauty.

we gathered fruits more quickly
mature, and it is good
to the conserve.

in the kitchen they smell sweet,
when we are frying it,
and we are slowly strangling.

it will be tasting,
as fresh
in the winter time

sun, left burnt
remains to you,
not only on the face.

it is good contrasting
of the blue and grey
colour, your eyes.

for me, you smell of the summer,
and also of the autumn,
winter and the spring, too.