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One Sunday Morning....
It was a Sunday morn ,
he woke up early in the morning
to see the rising sun in the eastern direction .
Walking up the valley he found ,
everyone was still asleep
The birds were chirping at the corner of the valley ,
welcoming the colourful blossoming flowers .
He tried to read , every single moves of the nature
Each one minute was sharing a new story .
Amazed by the nature's moves
he realised , it is only the nature who is preserving our ancestors history.
© rare_thoughts2018
he woke up early in the morning
to see the rising sun in the eastern direction .
Walking up the valley he found ,
everyone was still asleep
The birds were chirping at the corner of the valley ,
welcoming the colourful blossoming flowers .
He tried to read , every single moves of the nature
Each one minute was sharing a new story .
Amazed by the nature's moves
he realised , it is only the nature who is preserving our ancestors history.
© rare_thoughts2018
