The Window - Poem by Ashly Raju
The window is the precious one because it shows me the nature.
The nature, which is filled with
The glorious music.
The nature through which
The river of love flows.
The nature in which
The saplings of peace grows.
Not only that, the window is the lovely one
Which gives me my friends
Who are only source of enjoyment.
The window is the fabulous one
Which help me to enjoy
And the graceful rain.
The window, the view of happiness
Is the only one that
Gives me the wind
Which rides me to my mother
Who wish to be near me always
And every now and then.
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