Wecome To My Garden Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

There is a little garden
In front of my house.
There are patches of green grass
And various kinds of roses.

I have seen the bees,
Butterflies and drones playing,
Humming and moving carelessly
From the morning to evening.

After the sunset
The moon appears in the sky,
Pours kind rays and smiles over the garden.
The dews fall on the grass and petals
And softens them all
Before making the garden to sleep.

Now, my little daughter
Shall come to join the players in the garden.
The activities will increase
And the garden ‘d remain awake
Till late in the night.