Whistling In Spring Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Among tall grasses in the valley
I run fast with my arms opened
Whistling aloud a song of spring
With face glowing well sunned

Towards the river I run to jump
Into its shining water and swim
I whistle a song of spring as birds
Gather to watch me at its brim

Tall trees cast shadows as sun
Slowly slips down to the west
I whistle a song of spring sitting
On the grass to I take some rest

Among tall grasses I run fast to
My home with heart full of mirth
I whistle a song of spring when in
The east a glowing star takes birth