The creamy layer a few weeks ago had,
Instead, the sun gives hot showers which is mad,
Now this is a floral bed not that bad,
My sight got a question to ask from that
"Little angels from the abode of god,
Tell me I am right, am I,
I guess you are on vacation,
That is even in my yard
Pitching heavenly hue on earth"
"Yes yes yes
The sun makes us
Has a thousand hands
By pouring and shaping
Its warm solar bubbles
With much love and affection
Send us to Earth or maybe your yard
To enjoy a getaway
Before we go to
Our nursery called Winter"
It's the same tree in the winter
Now, back with her lovely offspring
She whispered to me while I was pampering
"Yes my dear I was
A fine quilt to cover them
Lulled inside my cotton warmth
And the cold now it's gone
So again my offspring are out
Like the crowns on this queen's head"
About the Creator
Esala Gunathilake
I am an enthusiastic writer who feel the sense of humanity. Thus, I can write stanzas, short stories, novels, articles and blogs as well. I am a blog contributor for the Ananda College Engineer's Ink student chapter website.
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Comments (8)
beautiful
Strangely delightful!
A beautiful serene and whimsical image of spring is what you painted with your words. So soothing
A fine quilt to cover them I love that line
Lovely and fresh take on spring
Beautiful!!! 🌸
What a fascinating poem, that imagery of Spring provokes our interest in the poem, well written, and good luck.
Captured the Spring mood