Treasure Island

RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

(7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)

SPRING SONG.


Spring, oh spring, your lovely
Self is here for a few months,
When you bring along the butterflies
And flowers along, sweetsmelling
Througout day and night
To keep everyone thrilled and happy.
Every yer we think and wait for you,
To arrive in grandoise and cry,
When you depart to your place
Of choice, perhaps the heavens.
Musnc, songs and dances we do,
When you are here, with dragonflies
Fly in tune to the soft winds,
Like the love feelings we carry
So dear to us which often disappear,
Like the way you do each year.
Why don't you stay foreever,
Throwing away, the autmn, Summer
And winter to make us smile thruout.

Submitted: Sunday, September 30, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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