The Spring Poem by Uzefa Rashida M.A

Erupting from a mountain strong
The spring sings a golden song.
Running through the vales and trees
Passing through the ravines deep.

Trying to quench the nature's thirst
Making the young earth laugh with outburst
It sings a sweet lullaby to all
Trees tall or creepers small.

Dancing with the swaying trees
Singing with the mad breeze
Enchanting music seems to be born
The spring composes a whole new song.

Like the spring our young minds are
Bright, brilliant enthusiastic daring star
New creations and innovations, with love and passion
the zest and zeal, they fulfil all their wonderful dreams.