Blooming admist the high hills,
The trumpet of Spring is here,
Fluttering and dancing with the breeze
Turning their faces towards the sun beams;
Dressed in golden yellow and Creamy white colour ,
Loading the winds with its enchanting odour
The symbol of hope and new beginnings is here.
The stars of Spring garden and the beauty of March is here.
The gushing warm winds,
Carrying the scent of spring blossoms.
The days growing longer and nights getting shorter,
The weather much pleasant and sunnier.
The hibernating animals coming out of their shells,
In search of their mate ,entralled by their scent.
Birds migrating and animals mating;
The shades of love scattered in the air,
As the festival of colours is here❤.