A Springs Thing
Spring stuck out her warm tongue
The cold air of winter still clung
Spring wore the suns coat and shone
Winter thawed out, sulking alone
Spring sat on her throne, and sung
Winter was hopping mad and thick
Blaming spring for arriving too quick
She licked off the ice from winters cone
Colours of spring, setting the tone
Winter left in a huff, announcing it was a trick!
20.2.22
Contest Name: Spring in air
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani
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