Pratheek Praveen (1992 / Bangalore)

Nothing is as beautiful as spring,
It makes one want to sing,
It is a time of birds and flowers,
Its hallmark is the abundance of colours.

A beautiful time is spring,
Happiness it does bring,
Spring is a time for joy and fun,
Where we can things learn.

Colourful flowers bloom,
Happiness does everywhere loom,
After the cold sting of ice,
The warmth of spring is nice.

A time of warmth and joy it is,
Where everything is truly bliss,
A season when nature rejoices,
And the air does not have crises.