Spring is Poem
Spring writes in hues of green,On the canvas of the waking world.Each bud, a word; each bloom, a verse,Nature’s poetry, quietly unfurled.Sunlight sketches lines of warmth,On the earth, a soft embrace.Rivers rhyme in sparkling flows,A melody in motion’s grace.Birds compose the morning song,In the air, their notes do weave.Spring is poem, gently penned,In the story…