Violet, in her blue dress
Of fresh, giddy dreams,
Flounces under waves of wind;
Twirling and bowing
To dandelion greens.
Throwing caution to the breeze,
Unveils her heart
With envious ease;
A natural flirt, and temptingly close
To feathery pink mimosa groves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.......enjoyed this beautiful poem....it's truly perfect for spring....