Rained upon, any place else
Would just be unpleasant.
But this is an English dell.
Fairy-lit; and not scant
In all what beguiles therein
Aspects Spring's majesty.
Only those drops, might I add
As soft her breath demure
Are requested down. Balking
Which scent wash's allure
Would, by each a petalled cheek
Be seen as irreverency.
We get our fair share here in Wales but my waterproofs are 100% waterproof! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem shared
Thanks again