This Spring

This spring

Though it’s beyond

My domain

To comment on my master’s,

Nay, Ma’am’s voice

But I still dare to say

Let me dare to rejoice.

Perhaps  twill

Take me a million births

To reach the level

Of your admiration

But let all seasons come and go,

Except the loveliest of this spring

Ah! I sincerely hope

That this spring

Eternal spot lights

On you do bring.

Pardon my brief intervention

Amongst stalwarts

I am nought,

But still I had this lingering thought.

As I’m incapacitated to give vent

Of writing any more

Some day perhaps you‘ll permit

To let me also be your buddy

Just to ensure

That I climb the first step

Of the vertical ladder

Which an opportunity does bring

That you still hope one day

From which

I shall definitely with laurels spring.