Wednesday, 24 June 2015

Sweet little rose

Chweet little rose is what I’ve called it a few years ago on 2nd June 2010. This is one of my 15 year old hand’s writing in 55 minutes as noted. :P 
penciled words are fading :(
P.S: No editing done



In  this  most  beautiful  season  of  spring
Butterflies  come  to  Mom  to  show  their  wings
The  sun  has  just  started  changing  its  color  from  rising  red
And  the  droplets  of  dew  has  waken  my Mom  from  sleeping  bed
All  the  eyes  of  nature  are  waiting  for  my  phlegmatic  arrival
Building  my  confidence, I started  spreading  blossoms  all over
Just  then  came  the  sign  of  well  wishing
Wah!  How  could  this  nature  be  so  caring?
Our  starring  star  is  sending  energy  rays
Speeding  wind  is  accompanying  in  many  ways
Earthly  mother  has  saved  many  for  my  future
Mom  has  started  motivating  as  a  teacher
With  this  I  opened  my  eyes  to  see  myself  in  this  world
Awesome! Because  of  stunning  beauty  I  became  so  bold
Thanking almighty for presenting such a perky life

I end  it  hoping  to  see  smiles  of  love  with  this  line…


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