A Spring Day
I reply to the song of cuckoo, my favourite bird,
Sun shines brilliant and then clouds take their turn,
Blossoms at trees carpet as breeze swiftly stirred,
Cheerful chase of butterflies ends on evening return,
A spring day rescues all from a summer burn !
Trees leaves and grass all go intense in green,
Promising for youth to retrieve optimistic room,
Chirpy birds float and fly and reattain their sheen,
Passion of first love that eats up all the gloom,
A Spring day even can turn cacti bloom !!
Written on 17/4/14
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