Glorious Spring

Shayan Das

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Shayan Das

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1 min

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nature spring poetry acrostic

Sing the birds; the season has come.

Prettiest look when nature does hold.

Rejoices the earth, her color winsome.

Idyllic her beauty, pretty as gold.

Nature does paint her parts in green.

Glorious the spring is, calm and serene.

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