In blossoms stands the orchard spick and span <br />As minds are filled with fragrance soothing soft <br />A song of cheer is sung by bees and leaves <br />Attend the feast of sounds and colours grand <br /> <br />Inhale the freshness full; let faces shine <br />Let ailing lungs respire refreshing air <br />The flush of Spring erases gloom from hearts <br />As smile on lips dispels the clouds from face <br /> <br />On pasture's tufted grass, the feel is soft <br />So mooch around on naked feet and muse <br />The season's greetings herald news of peace <br />A fetching smile on parched lips of folks <br /> <br />Let's barter pains for Nature's gifts so rich <br />The season brings exalted swing of mood <br />And magic spell that cures the sick of throes <br />Embrace and feel at heart the season's touch <br /> <br /> By Abraham Oommen<br /><br />Abraham Oommen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-season-s-greetings/
