Nature's Delight

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Foggy winter, depart to rest;
Windy spring arrives with zest. 
Flowering trees and blossoming climber,
Florisugent moving from flower to flower.
Beautiful birds with colorful wings, 
Busy bee in circular spin.
The warmth of summer time,
The drizzling gold sunlight.
It's the month of may,
The musings of cuckoo in array;
The mango tree blossoms in full sway.
The savoring smell of Mangifera indica,
The sultry summer's bonanza:
The dasheri, sinduri, langda and malda.
God's gift in different manifestation,
All so sweet and luscious.
A delightful mellow from heaven;
The squashy harlequin skin,
The gold toned fruit with emerald and ruby hues.
With the rain drenched june,
The euphony of nature attune.
Silver droplets on the scrumptious fruit.
A delight absolute!

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