Spring is the season I like most
With the flowers blooming on the rocky coast
March, April, May, are the months of spring
With the tune, flowers and life on the swing
The kites flying high in the sky
With its string pulling and stretching
Spring is when the air is cool
The birds chirping on the pool
Spring gives the feeling of existence and life
Not like the automn, when plants die
Walking around in the garden
Showel in the hand digging the soil harden
Removing the weeds, growing the seeds
With the determination and the ambition
Making the environment green
with the joy and hapiness evergreen
Spring is the season I like most.
Asma
4thOctober,2009
9: 02PM
A BEAUTIFUL POEM AND it shows how much you truly love spring..beautiful images
This is a delightful Spring poem, Asma. I love all the seasons, each one as it comes has such beauty and charm. If you don't like one then a new one is just around the corner. My poem Autumn Soup describes one of the reasons I love autumn. '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful portrait of spring! Your imagery reflects many sides of it's pleasure and fun, brings back many memories of childhood that were very special to me. Everything does blossom and fill the world with nature's creativity, giving us beauty and serenity as we exist in this world! Totally love this poem, thank you so much for sharing it. RoseAnn