Picking Bliss Poem by Nikhat Bano

Lemme pick some rays
From the valleys and plains
They're nothing but benign joys
Sent by heaven, spread by autumn
What a bliss! I'm collecting them
The scattered droplets of life
From an array of lost memories
All mingled in the passing time

I'll be careful about these moments
That were so precious once
Shining somewhere as innocents
Hiding somewhere as scarlets

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April 5,2018
Photo credit: Alan L. Bowles