Our odourless and invisible friend,
We can play with you even inside a tent,
Y're odourless, you are invisible,
we can't see you but you are sensible,
Y're a piece of peace,
We call you wind or breeze,
Y're a life sustaining friend,
So our friendship will never end.
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A sublime start with a nice poem, Lavanya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.