How sad it is?
Some beautiful flowers were growing in the garden.
Fragrance & beauty was there.
Children were playing nearby them.
Flowers were extracting oxygen gas, a vital element, for humankind.
They were using carbon dioxide as food for them.
This harmful gas was extracting by the children.
Honeybees were flying on the flowers.
They were taking extract from flowers for their honey, a good food for humankind.
In return, what we are giving to these little flowers?
That is Polluted atmosphere & cruel behavior with them,
By plucking & crushed them by our shoes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
anything related to Nature and gratitude fascinates me; great Vijay