Sun is not impartial,
it prefers equatorial kiss.
The flush of heat radiates to the earth.
putting us over oven.
Nature compensates,
vegetables, fruits and flowers
bear water to supplement the arid weather,
trees and birds offer shades and tunes,
lives sprout in leaps and bounds.
Come summer- my love-hate season.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great description of Summer in a hot climate. Over here we've had about three days of Summer so far! Yes, it's a very good poem, Sumit. Perhaps you could send us some of your weather and, of course, those lovely juicy fruits!
Thank you Tom. Here nature offers six colourful seasons.. We are accustomed to varieties of seasonal fruits and festivals. I invite you to reside here to share all benefits and difficulties.