The sun waits too,
to cast it's spell on its dear fiend;
to refresh it's petals and spread its magic
with its ever sweet fragrance
The Gamda phul or the orange marigold
enjoys the golden glaze of the sun
spinning and turning its head
In sheer merriment
and merrily it sways with the lilting wind
Often the sweet wind gurgles
as the flower sways in many directions
the Kamala Gamda calls every girl, boy and folks seeking
attention and admiration!
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