From Gloom To Bloom - Poem by Minnoor srinivasan
There the seller of dolls and toys
Calls upon the kids, girls and boys
The young swarmed at him gladly
But the seller felt so badly
For he was blind, not to see
The colorful toys he sold to kids’ glee!
The young and their parents paid him right
Exact price for toys looking bright
Around him in the daylight bustle
Ambiance so filled with wonder and puzzle
The seller felt a joy ineffable
Consoled himself, and so able
To steer clear the unfortunate gloom
And go along the tide of joy and bloom.
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