Not because of:
- The pleasurable warmth of sunny days in summer,
- Or the amazing dance of colorful leaves in autumn;
- Or the magical rise of modest blossom in spring;
- Or the majestic downfall of white snow in winter;
I love the four seasons, because of your heartfelt presence.
Your miraculous presence convinces me that I’m still alive.
M. Sirani 13.09.2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The pleasurable warmth. Nice work with the muse of nature at play.