Waving cheerio to the cold and to the dry
To repaint the natural world around
To beautify its cyclic epoch of a year
The three calls on and welcomes the spring.
Pleased to take on and begin its calling
The spring begins, begins with blooms and blossoms
With a promise to disclose the beauty of the nature
To please the bees and the ones who adore nature.
I didn’t want to miss the very first, of the spring days.
So took a walk around to cherish and capture the day.
Saw pleasant baby blooms and heard syrupy chirps.
For myriad of beauty I came across, the moment remains.
Lovely piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely with creative thought rinchen.