Spring
The wind rustled in my ear,
Rustled and rustled playfully,
And brought back all the happiness and joy,
That I had missed in the winter months,
Life renewed,
As joyous as before,
Twisted its way into every nook and cranny,
Every bubbling spring,
Every frisking lamb,
And every singing tree,
Made merry.
Beautiful sunsets of delicate peach,
Days of rambling thoughts,
A splash of rain along with rainbow colors,
And sparkling stars smiling by the fire.
O what joy, what life, and all for us
All this joy for us!
By Karan Khanna
