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contains some of my present and past poetry. |
This Summer Summer comes bright and blessed Blue skies, shady trees and cool springs Singing birds and flowing brooks Beckon us to visit hills and dales Where peace reigns, where beauty resides. We chose a cool hill station named Nainital a place with pearly skies and water falls, lake rides and pony trips to pockets of splendor up the mountain and down on pastures and plains. Like the Bennett sisters we plan to walk on through field after field and neat pathways to uplift our mood and philosophize on life to gaze in wonder at the creative marvels by the Lord of the Universe, Artist Superior, inimitable, matchless and miraculous mending. Dropnote ▶︎ |