Spring Arrives

it is a morning call

being the crows call

reluctant to wake up

go further down in a step

a snort and a snore  loud

could be heard  with a sound

the daily chores  are  so

as the rest come in a row.

Come winter  the snow sweeps

whisks through the breeze

the summer heralds a show

as activities go in a flow

the fall is wonderful

with colour changes in full

come spring with its glory

reminiscent of the hoary.

The advent of spring  in a bloom

dispels the long set gloom

the flowers break out in a blossom

like to hold them to the bosom

the trees bear fruits small and big

all but with no exception of a fig

the birds tweet and chirp with such melody

as they sit up  and sing with rhapsody.

The lovely season of all

spring beckons  a great call

the yellow tinge spreads all through

lightens up the valley with concepts true

the golden sunlight that passes in a flood

cheers up the face   with a new blood

it is an all round celebration sumptuous

release an exaltation not dubious