Spring Time

Spring Time short poem

Photo by Ian Sane

The sun is shining bright,
The wind is blowing a li’l light.
Flowers blooming frequently,
Birds chirping silently.
The sky is clear,
The grass is green,
The world seems so beautiful and clean.

It’s the spring time.
Multi-coloured flower are blooming everywhere,
In the park and in the garden of your house,
But unfortunately they do not bloom in your room!
NATURE gives you such a fantastic scene,
Can’t you keep it neat and clean?

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Sahana
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Nature’s beauty described at its best! Well written!

Geetha Paniker
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Beautiful Springtime.

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