Morning Spring Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Caw caw
Came the morning
Coo coo
Came the spring
I know it is morning
And it is spring
Already arrived
At my door
For not without reasons
It came with much
Tickling sounds and
In clapping hands
With whistles and
Rustles in and out
My courtyards
I know henceforth
My grand daughter
Roars not howls not
I know she babbles
And she has no grumbling
Thanks to this morning
She is hearing coo coo
And care not caw caw.