Spring is the season of jol
but not the time of whole.
Why spring so?
The answer is for ho.
Spring is not for worry
but for merry.
Spring is not for rest
but for best.
The time when pastures grow slow
And the streams flow.
The time when birds chirp in a drip
And becomes like a trip.
Sun shines in the day gives light
Moon gives way in night for sight.
Everyone goes here and there
Mankind comes near and near.
Surrounding looks green
Like the painters real scene.
Everyone wants to make a deep rove
But it goes like an arrow.
But MIR everything is delighted by a GOD
Who is a Supreme Lord?