early spring <br />flowers smile and bow <br />to the cool breeze <br /> <br />the sun shines with <br />the exact intensity <br />to enable this heart <br />to open up, in the <br />blossoming of <br />the new season <br /> <br />hastily, iccicles <br />and snow count away <br />each last dropp of winter <br />so that wondrous spring could <br />take centrestage in time <br /> <br />intoxicated bees buzz <br />making stops at <br />the sweetest <br />and most fragrant <br />conflagrations <br />of the latest spring <br /> <br />butterflies flip <br />their wings <br />turning each second <br />of the season <br />into an artistic and <br />colourful adventure <br />for my mind <br /> <br />their excitement <br />the fashion of a child <br />the first time he lays hands <br />on his favourite cartoons <br /> <br />and the birds <br />spring crystalises <br />in each clear chirp <br />amidst their battle of songs<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-conflagrations/
