Vast areas of perennial garden
Ever so scattered and springtime burden
Here and there and look everywhere
Sure it's gardener's nightmare
Lush green Bushes grow quicker and thicker
Yet no benefits to any honey sucker
But you remember come September
End of summer when gardens murmur
Last feeding for the poor honey seeker
Autumn makes them weary and weaker
Displaying blossoms of glorious cluster
It's the grand finale of Purple Aster!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Janaki. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks