Blue sky and sun shine,
all these are mine,
with greenery beautiful this is a the best week,
that children come out and play hide and seek,
The bird’s sound are so sweet,
that they have come to greet,
it’s time for the flowers to bloom,
and the garden will start to groom,
The trees are swaying,
as if waving,
east or west,
nature the best.
This poem was written/submitted by sagar.