I went thousand and thousands of miles,
As far as the eyes could see the rainbow butterflies.
The rose garden, sunflowers and a small child
Was looking delight,
Under the shelter of spring
Like the magical and golden Nike’s wings.
The cream- pink petals of the mango trees,
Green, red and bright yellow at the crest
Of the honeybees.
The delicious smell of fresh, young
Fruits are hanging like an orphan shapes-
Tall, small, little, long,
Swinging heads slightly bend,
How beautiful you born, my bosom friend!
~Monobina Nath
Kolkata, India
A lovely poem with beautiful depiction of spring. God bless!
Nicely penned. Well done.