Spring king

I met a blue jay he told me the story of a spring king that was born  in the cold winters of December.
It was a chilly morning when Dawn Angels drop a child wrapped in a rose bud  in the  house of a poor  farmer.
Angels assigned a work to aurora to race their multi coloured chariot to alert the world about the birth of the spring king .
All of a sudden the spell of cold winters was broken .
Birds started chanting the melodies of heaven .
Flowers started to embellish all the roads to haven.
Poor farmer didn't understand what was going on .
It was the golden prize he wished once upon .
Spring king was so curious to know the world .
So he started ramsacking his world .
Hoping over here and there reviving every nook of baren land .
Whatever he sees comes into life .
It was his aura that was making a life .
He sees the scars and bruises of winter cold ,
And when he touches anything it turns into gold .
He was a real king with a golden heart .
Kind to everyone right from the start.

Spreading the positivity all over the planet .
Bringing hope of life and stoping people to lament .