August bouquet

The Moorish lawn is emptied:
Cornflowers and poppies are fading
Bells verse chime,
The nasturtium torch burns out.

But the gazebo was decorated with a bindweed,
Rises higher and higher
He made a purple wreath
Blooming over the roof in the morning.

At the porch of tender lilies a cascade
Gladioli bright colors
Phloxes are like a colored waterfall
And under the cherry - pansies.

The snapdragon has quieted down by the fence,
There is a petunia dressed as a bride,
I hum; and my granddaughter Leo,
Smiling while listening to songs.

Vera Gramatunova