The Spring

Everything is so exotic at spring, Beautiful faces of flowers, Their divine smell keeps our mind fresh, Different hue's to count them. Everything is so exotic at spring, Tiny fresh leaves like a force of army, Giving shade and scenery, Making the place breezy with their movements. Everything is so exotic at spring, There seems to be laughter everywhere, From big to small creatures, From every nook and corner. Everything is so exotic at spring, Trees become a home for everyone, Nothing better than the branches for birds, And humans find solace under them. Everything is so exotic at spring, The vales spread with wild flowers, Fresh nameless weeds to carpet them, The murmuring of the brook makes more beautiful. Everything is so exotic at spring, Nature brings this duration, To make everyone cherish, The world seems more merrier than ever.