The dawn of spring intrudes to kill
The harsh winters signature chill.
To bloom everything around us
After it commence to fill.
The garden with flowers
Greener the plains and the hill.
The teeming down seems a healing touch
For those budding blossoms growing in thrill.
The pristine in the breeze of it
Cures better all the minds ill.
Glow of flowers, the environ is shined with
Enthralling the life’s joy with quite tranquil.
Seasons come and seasons go
Like the pendulum swings by will.
Imparting lessons to men of contrast
That life is ephemeral and they are unchanged still.