In the land of Chitral there is Kalash,
Where the mountains rise and the rivers splash,
There lived a girl with eyes of green,
The most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
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The Month of December
In Quetta city where snow abounds,
December came with icy sounds.
A winter's chill, so sharp and clear,
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Snowflakes dance in the winter sky,
A beauty that catches the eye,
Each one unique, a work of art,
Etched in water's dreams from the heart.
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I miss the snowy night of Quetta,
When the world turned into a magical vista,
Watching from my window with delight,
As snowflakes fell from the sky all night.
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In my garden, on my apple tree,
A little bird has built a nest, you see,
A cozy home, woven with care,
Securely perched, high up in the air.
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Zinnia my sweet little friend
You light up my day without end,
With your smile so warm and bright,
You bring joy to my darkest night.
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In a world of wonder, a little girl named Ava,
At just six months old, her presence shines, ah!
She crawls with joy, exploring every nook,
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In shadows deep, I find myself,
A soul weary, longing for some wealth.
Tired of my life, a heavy load,
I tread this path, a weary road.
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In days of old, when life was new,
A chapter of joy, a dream come true,
A time of wonders, pure and wild,
When I cradled my children, my precious child.
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Zinnia and Ava, my dear sweet souls,
Bound for distant lands, where adventure unfolds,
With a heavy heart, I bid you adieu,
Holding back tears as you begin anew.
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