Bhí sioc ar maidin i nGairdíní Luibheolaíochta Bhaile Átha Cliath.

There was frost in the morning at the Gairdíní Luibheolaíochta in Baile Átha Cliath.

Bhí an grian ag soilsiú, ach bhí an t-aer fós fuar.

The sun was shining, but the air was still cold.

Bhí an-spiorad na Féile Vailintín le feiceáil sna gairdíní.

The spirit of Valentine's Day was very much visible in the gardens.

Bhí croíthe móra, dearga crochta thar na crainn agus solas beag bídeach ag glioscarnach ina measc.

Large, red hearts were hung over the trees, and tiny lights were twinkling among them.

Bhí Niamh ag siúl tríd an áit le cara mór aici, Cara.

Niamh was walking through the place with her good friend, Cara.

Bhí cóisir sa phlandlann ar siúl, lán le lánúineacha sona.

There was a party happening in the greenhouse, full of happy couples.

Bhí sé deacair do Niamh gan smaoineamh ar a croí briste.

It was hard for Niamh not to think of her broken heart.

Bhí sí imníoch agus míshásta faoi ghrá.

She was anxious and unhappy about love.

Os comhair na gceardlanna bláthanna, chonaic sí Eoghan, cara ó laethanta a hóige, gan choinne.

In front of the flower workshops, she unexpectedly saw Eoghan, a friend from her youth.

"Dia dhuit, Niamh," arsa Eoghan, ag preabadh i dtreo Niamh agus Cara.

"Hello, Niamh," said Eoghan, jumping toward Niamh and Cara.

Bhí aoibh air, súilí glé ag soilsiú faoina hata geimhridh.

He had a smile, with bright eyes shining under his winter hat.

Bhí Niamh sáite i gcúram na croí briste, ach níorbh fhéidir gan aoibh a chur ar ais chuige.

Niamh was engulfed in the care of the broken heart, but she couldn't help but smile back at him.

Bhí cara cineálta agus dílis i gcónaí é Eoghan.

Eoghan was always a kind and loyal friend.

Bhuail Niamh agus Eoghan lena chéile ag na bláthanna oráiste, áit a raibh boladh álainn orthu.

Niamh and Eoghan met again at the orange flowers, which had a lovely scent.

"Cén chaoi a bhfuil tú?

"How are you?

Murab ionann agus na bláthanna seo, níl mo chroí chomh geal na laethanta seo," dúirt Niamh, ag gáire beag.

Unlike these flowers, my heart isn't that bright these days," said Niamh, with a small laugh.

Bhí Cara ag siúl siar, ag iarraidh am a thabhairt dos na seanchairde bualadh lena chéile.

Cara was walking back, wanting to give the old friends time to meet again.

Bhí Niamh cúthail, ach bhí rud éigin sa chraic a bhí ag Eoghan a chuirfeadh teas ina croí.

Niamh was shy, but something in Eoghan's conversation brought warmth to her heart.

Bhí comhrá a bhí acu faoi chuimhneacha óige.

They had a conversation about childhood memories.

Phléigh siad na cuimhní cumhra agus d’fhás caidreamh úr.

They talked about the fragrant memories and a new relationship began to grow.

Go tobann, bhí Eoghan ag cogaint a liopa, néirbhíseach.

Suddenly, Eoghan was biting his lip, nervous.

"Niamh, tá rud éigin ba cheart dom a rá," thosaigh sé.

"Niamh, there's something I should say," he began.

Bhí anáil á choinneáil ag Niamh.

Niamh held her breath.

"Le tamall anuas, tá ag dul orm rud éigin speisialta dúot.

"For some time now, I've felt something special for you.

Cé go bhfuil an Nollaig thart, tá sé in am do mo rún a nochtadh.

Even though Christmas is over, it's time to reveal my secret.

Tá mé i ngrá leat.

I'm in love with you."

"Bhí tost, ach ní raibh a súile brónach.

There was silence, but her eyes were not sad.

Bhraith sí an teas ag méadú in aice leis na bláthanna, i measc an tsneachta.

She felt the warmth increasing near the flowers, among the snow.

D’fhéach sí isteach i súile Eoghan.

She looked into Eoghan's eyes.

"Go raibh maith agat as a rá liom.

"Thank you for telling me.

Tá sé deacair fós dom, ach b’fhéidir go bhfuil spás i mo chroí don ghrá athuair.

It's still hard for me, but maybe there's space in my heart for love again."

"Thosaigh siad ag siúl lámh ar láimh sa phlandlann.

They started walking hand in hand in the greenhouse.

Ag an bpointe seo, tháinig Cara ar ais.

At this point, Cara returned.

Thug sí miongháire gleoite agus thug sí na bheannachtaí is fearr sa ghrá don mbeirt.

She gave a cute smile and offered the best blessings in love to the pair.

Ag deireadh an lae, bhí bród ar Niamh as glacadh leis an gcéim nua.

At the end of the day, Niamh felt proud for accepting this new step.

Thosaigh sí ar an turas chun creideamh sa ghrá a fháil ar ais.

She began the journey to regain faith in love.

Faoin spéir geal, faoi sholas na croíthe dearga, d’fhoghlaim Niamh nach raibh an ghrá an-éagsúil le bláthanna geimhridh – fiú nuair a bhíonn an chuisneart ann, is féidir leo seasamh agus fás i gcónaí.

Under the bright sky, under the light of the red hearts, Niamh learned that love wasn't very different from winter flowers — even when the cold is present, they can still stand and grow.