Author : Aswathy Maheswaran
That was the last day of winter
i expected my friend
but i knew she would not come
as she know my presence here
she came through the window
she wore a colourful veil
I looked at my guest in surprise
she asked me "which is the way to mind?"
i answered with a grumbling sound
"I am searching thee-leave me alone"
she asked again patiently
"which is the way to mind?"
I answered with glutural sound
"I dont know which is that.."
Suddenly she gave a lovely gift box
and i searched with glory eyes
The box was full of lovely flowers
and i enquired in anxiety "who are u?"
she smiled innocently
"I am spring , your friend,
the friend whom you were searching"
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