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Shashikant Nishant Sharma

(03 September,1988 / Sonepur, Saran, Bihar, India)

Green Leaves, Yellow Leaves


Green leaves, yellow leaves
On these trees
There are leaves and only leaves
They never miss a chance
With air they dance
In the rain they dance
Thrilling is their romance
They sing with cuckoo
And give music too
How lovely are leaves
When they fall from trees
Even then they don't cry
With air they fly
How nice are leaves
How sweet is their heart
They sing a song
Even when they get hurt
Or something goes wrong
Be always happy
Learn from these leaves
Green leaves, yellow leaves
Shashikant Nishant Sharma

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013
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