The sky had lullaby'ed me with it's heavenly songs,
I had slipped into my dream world;
But when the sun pushed it's rays fiercely through the clouds,
The birds said 'hello', and graciously bowed!
The 'pitter-patter' on the grass, wakes the bud from their winter slumber,
Unfurl their tiny petals , to spread beauty in it's little splendour.
The trees turn white and pink,
The foliage a lush green!
The air is clear, distilled and distinct,
with the dampness of the mud, and smell of 'Spring';
Squirrels scurry away, in search of acorns,
Beauty animates in its natural instinct!
I feel happy, and sad too,
Coz there is beauty in bliss, and in sadness too,
As I see people go 'acchoo', 'acchoo'! :)
Allergies 'spring' at their peak,
pollens and blossoms, all compete;
Who is it that will 'weep' the most,
Jitu, Rupal, or the ghost!!!!! (lolllll)
Out comes the tissues and allergy pills,
makes you wonder, the biting cold or the flower frills;
Well, with all good, cometh always sorrow,
so weep, wail, yell or shout,
The rabbits are coming out from their burrow!!!
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