– Jannatul Ferdous Esha
Spring, musically knocking at the door
A season full of love and amour.
A season that spreads sweet smells-
And enchants like magic spells.
Spring, musically knocking at the door
A season full of love and amour.
A season that spreads sweet smells-
And enchants like magic spells.
Wonders with her mysterious colours,
And shapes of beauteous flowers.
And the chirping birds around
Fill the breeze with melodious sound.
Spring, I am waiting for thee
Spring, come and colour me.
