The Eglantine roses in bloom
This summer afternoon
Covering my soul
In the soft petals of pink
Immersed in delight
The sleep that poets marvel at
Slowly, engulfing every inch
Dozing in sweet forgetting,
The lazying day under the cool breeze,
Hidden under the canopies of green;
The oxlip s bloom all around,
The blue bells hang their heads,
Like a shy love’s lowered eyes;
Beauty! It’s nature around me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem