Blossoms bloom in the shades of pink
They would make me stop and smile.
In the garden, where they sway and dance,
A bit of magic around them.
They smelt so sweet like when the sun is so bright

It’s like cotton candy with pure delight.
Bees buzzing, butterflies would flutter around,
Spring would be here, the beauty to be found.
People wish they could stay in this moment longer
With the blossoms around, they feel so strong.

In the dead night of dawn
The creek flows.
A blue streak
Swallows the valley.
Murmur secrets to the stones

The water tide swayed.
Each wave of memories
Each single splash to the stones.
As the moon would kiss upon the skin
It shall paint the coldness upon the skin.

Every child would want to have a toy
The glee on their faces.
It's like a treat for them
The thrill of playing with a new toy.
Its like their on cloud nine

The happiness shown on their face.
Their faces are priceless
The delight of playing.
The buzz on the sunlight reflects off the toy
It’s like an enjoyment to see their smiles.