Dear Spring
The cold and chill is yet not done
But the sunshine reminds me of you
Where are you?
I hope you have set your mind to reach siliguri early
Your presence itself is holy
To receive your warmth with all smile
I wait for your grace
When the daylight will break at early five in the morning
I will wake up with the birds singing
The cuckoo too will act as your harbinger
My heart will dance to receive you coming from far
A cup of green tea with lemon I will sip
To set out for my walk on the roads
Listening to my head phone meet the walkers on the lanes by lanes
I wait for you dear spring
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I would like to translate this poem
waiting for spring through beautiful nature and daily works/////beautiful poem