The spring knocks the door
I feel rich even being poor
Not with resources
But with happy forces
I always like garden
With trees fruits laden
Flowers to appear in colorful appearance
I really enjoy it as golden chance
Can we not appreciate?
The arrival of season even if late
What a message it brings together?
I feel it as heavenly offer
New life in each plant
New lease of life to earth as she wants
Spring has no parallel
It has so much to expose and reveal
Forget not about cuckoo
The melodious voice in air may go
Up to far end and influence human mind
'Always love others and be very much kind'
The spring knocks the door I feel rich even being poor
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice. Amit Singh6 minutes ago nice. 9 hours