Take a stroll into a little piece of Heaven on Earth.
Here you will find such beauty growing so strong.
Everything here began starting as a seed at birth.
Grace and beauty and love will never do you wrong.
Admiration of all that grows from the seeds,
Render nurturing population during the season.
Dealing with fertile destiny will bring the needs.
Evaporation of the soil will secure the reason.
Now the harvest will bring sustenance for worth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem