Gathering a huge bunch, of the most fragrant purple flowers,
I made purple petal potpourri, creating joy to last for hours.
I combined plum roses and lilacs, irises, lavender and others,
Like the colorful birds of summer, looking for their lovers!
Gay days were at last here, and I had found my great desire,
To create the dark exotic scents, like sweet incense on fire!
The potpourri was so fragrant, that it lasted all the summer;
And drifted away into autumn, after spreading all its wonders.
I can smell the fragrance of potpourri in this marvelous poem. So beautifully written. I can also see the flowers depicted at close range.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely ravashing, Rose and Poem! We feel and hold the beauty of the flowers and the Rose as if they were present, to see and hold,