A life's time of life and love-
Spent in divine company of nature
A true gift offer to all the lovers
A wink of spring makes all fresh
So sweet, so lovely a season's feast.
A little bit early or late every year-
Flowers and flowers, roses and roses
Here and there, anywhere the sight goes
Hate enters into uninvited by the pleasure
In the form of sharp thorns making bleed.
As, on duty the body guards of beauty
All around, up and above beauty and duty
Admirers waiting and watching, impatiently
Appealing pregnancy of the beauty of nature
Having seen several times seasons past
Never miss any opportunity to en-cash
The love of nature and its blessings.
What a chemistry of creativity of colours
Coordinating human body, mind and brain
Secret art of healing heart and emotions
Bringing about together timeless tales
Tales by the artists from across the globe!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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