Forgotten lilies opening their faces, spreading beauty
and joy to passers-by.
Dancing merrily in brown beds with roses in attendance.
Singing silently into the atmosphere, reaching the ears
of only a few, attuned to nature's fanciful flights of
Playing with puffs of gentle wind, realizing their
importance in the life of this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem