With the breeze came the fragrance Thousands of leaves mad in dance The birds chirp and the flowers smile The lush green meadows run many a mile The wily river winds its way Soothing the pebbles, rustic and grey The clouds hover and sometimes roar Hurrying the life over which they soar The snow sometimes comes down fast The shroud of frost and the winter cast But Spring peeps around the corner With heaps of fruits and joy to garner.
