In the city Calgary,
New leaves ,grass and buds it brings,
After a snow covered sea,
Little rabbits hopping arround,
Happy with the change,
They run and hop without a sound,
It looks rather strange,
Birds are seen here and there,
Flying on the roof tops,They travel home,from countries where,
They go six months to stop,
You must travel places to see,
Life is a contrast in Varanasi.
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