The nursery teacher | Sunday Observer

The nursery teacher

There are red, yellow, pink and white
Flowers in my garden brilliant bright
They shine at the Sun with previous light
Smell them sweet and it fills my eyesight
These flowers are not in vain
Grow up with pure doting rain
I'll give them my all for their gain
One day they'll bloom and reign
Colours, smells and sizes are different
These flower buds are very obvious and apparent
They'll never want any one to affront them
Like in sandlewood always so fragrant

Dulmi Mayodya