It is a small poem I came up due to the late departure of Winter in chicago.
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It has been a while, that I saw a smile, on the creatures around me, weary due to winter's treachery, buds anxious to blossom, kids eager to kill boredom, the birds welcome for the spring, the Sun's noble radiant offering, the chatter around the corners, the mothers' preaching their daughters, the early morning games, the hurried reluctant tames, leaves ready for flourishing, the trees giving us a blessing, students ready for adventures, teachers wishing early departures, the dogs anxious to mate, the lovers ready to celebrate, the winds give a sweet chanting, the river forms a new offspring, the fruits ripe with enigmatic fragrance, the forests opening their conscience, the sky enjoys the beauty of earth, the earth amazed at the stars' mirth, the night shrinks from the day's zeal, the day amplifies on the night's veil, the streets blush with the sudden rush, the markets full with goods' plush, the spirits high with the rise of day, the farmers making more of hay, girls wish as they go for a swing, what if every season is a spring. |