Wildflower-Spring!

I dropped the weight of winter dew
Shaking off the drops, as they flew
With winter foot-print in the past
A wild flower bud sprung, at last

I tore a hole in the grany sky
So that the sun can shine and the rain cry
With subtle rustle in the grass
Tiptoeing spring into my lap

The stage is set with coming of spring
For the wildflower to take over and sing
With a little sunshine and warm breeze
She is ready to spread her wings below the trees

by – Vandana Singh (L&T ECC (TI-IC) – CTP-14)

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