The spring does begin with dragonflies
that everywhere does appear
fluttering from flower to flower,
do drink nectar and do rollick around each other
and in the back gardens in the city
the fruit trees are flowering
they are suddenly covered with blossoms
with the promise
that fruit will come later in abundance
and bees do fly around and around
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem