Robin song
In praise of Him who crafts Nature's delight,
Where winds and venues dance with Robin's song,
To you, dear rose, my admiration takes flight,
In your dewy petals, I forgot all along.
A wanderer, quite weary, by your Eden passed,
Found rest in your shade, though brief it may be.
Your scenes are more vibrant, in beauty amassed,
Oh, yet I fear your allure, a beguiling thief.
Earth herself rejoices in your fragrant bloom,
A festival of colors held on hilltops' crest.
Here, quite eager, I await, in nature's room,
To choose a bride among flowers, the best.
The glaciers move to release streams of dew,
Below, life's striving, little peace flows through.
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