That pretty garden fairy,
Amongst the flower beds,
A lovely lilac dress she wore,
And snowdrops on her head,
At dawn she walked through morning dew,
Just as the birds awoke,
That pretty garden fairy,
Not a single word she spoke,
For she was never lonely,
In that garden fair,
She'd dance away the hours,
Little flowers in her hair.
Jayne Louise Davies
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I would like to translate this poem
Very good. Nothing like a Beautiful Garden.