There stance a farmhouse on the countryside
With a lovely verdure flourishing alongside
Upon it the sun scintillates its golden light
There stance the farmhouse emitting delight
At once I made it mine with all my means
Bid a goodbye to my old one and moves
To enjoy the new treasure I did procure
And live a happy life thereafter in secure
Slowly the summer turns warmer and warmer
Making life in my farmhouse harder and harder
I wish for sweet spring season to be near
Barren is my garden, no flowers anywhere
Walks in the autumn in its mousy shoes
Naked are the woods; farewell to leaves
Oh! dear colourful spring where you are
Barren is my garden, no flowers anywhere
My body and soul has become rigid
of the winter out there that is frigid
Craving for spring, take out the tools
I sow the land, to welcome the blooms
Arrives at my doorstep the spring at last
Brings me joy that would everlast
Like a bride on her wedding day
She brings into my life the heyday
I relish my life's blissful solitude,
Basking in my farmhouse's pulchritude!
Hounarable Winner in the contest 'Spring Is In The Air' in allpoetry.com
