Comments about Swati Goswami
The Garden Of Childhood
This garden is so bright and sunlit
Each flower seems to blossom completely
Exuding generous fragrances and hues.
With shy buds clinging in anticipation.
This garden is so cool and shady
With patches of sunshine on the ground
The trees whisper furtively to each other
Sharing incidents from eras gone by.
Bare feet dodge the lady birds
And skip over the ant hills.
They find easy knobs on the tree trunks
To help them climb nearer to the outgrowth.
The moist morning grass cools the heels