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 Oommenbr br Abraham Oommenbr br