Question

Come April, Come May! And Gulmohur trees are gay.

With their flowers blazing red Over my little cow shed, To brighten up my day.

Come May. Come June!

And we'll have the rains soon Then the flowers will come down, And my grounds in colour drown, On a wet, damp afternoon.

Come June, Come July! How the days have gone by So quickly the flowers, Have come down in showers, And left me, with a sigh.

Meera Uberoi​

Answer 1

nice nice story nice one!!!!!!

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Answer 2

Answer:

Explanation:

COME APRIL, COME MAY!

AND GULMOHAR TREES ARE GAY

WITH THEIR FLOWERS BLAZING RED