by Anupama Krishnakumar
Lovable flowers nature does bring
In honey sweet voices birds do sing
What else it is but the beautiful spring
I yearn to get on to that good ol’ swing.
Ah, my sinewy swing on the peepul tree
It’s time again to swing about carefree
With you I unearth the childish me
A better joy can there anything be?
Smelling a dizzying sweetness in the air
Watching butterflies dart without care
Drinking the beauty nature decides to bare
Sitting on you swing, there’s nothing I spare.
Reveling in the beauty and singing a song
Feeling there’s nothing that can go wrong
Wishing that the cheer lasts all year long
I swing past flowers that honeybees throng.
From summers and winters let’s be free
Why not this Spring always, that’s full of glee
O’ dear girl on the swing, Nature tells me
Else, you can’t know how fine Spring can be.
Pic : blue cindrella – http://www.flickr.com/photos/bluecinderellee/
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