The Season Of Kings Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

The Season Of Kings



Merry is the sky
Merrier the wind
That sings softly
In this spring

Spring it is, my dear
The season of Kings

While the river is mild
Flowing gently by
And through it all
Flowers swing
In this sweet spring's breeze

Joyous is my heart
For a season
As beautiful as spring

And My dear
My heart is glowing
And you must be singing
For it is
But spring

Friday, May 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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