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Let Your Thoughts Flow
Thoughts are our
We have little control over them,
They are just like unruly power
That is difficult to tame.
But when it stops,
Rain comes with smile
The breeze blows gently
And the sky opens its profile.
The birds leaving their nests
Once again glide across the sky-
The nestlings stare at them
With a dream to fly high.
The bees hover around the flowers,
And the squirrel are scampering by..
The mother kisses her baby
With utmost affection that lie.
This is called life,
That goes forever
No matter death comes..
LIFE GOES ON WITH FLAVOUR.
So, thoughts are our
And let it blow,
Streams of life that continue -
LIKE AN ENDLESS FLOW.
© APoemByMyDad
We have little control over them,
They are just like unruly power
That is difficult to tame.
But when it stops,
Rain comes with smile
The breeze blows gently
And the sky opens its profile.
The birds leaving their nests
Once again glide across the sky-
The nestlings stare at them
With a dream to fly high.
The bees hover around the flowers,
And the squirrel are scampering by..
The mother kisses her baby
With utmost affection that lie.
This is called life,
That goes forever
No matter death comes..
LIFE GOES ON WITH FLAVOUR.
So, thoughts are our
And let it blow,
Streams of life that continue -
LIKE AN ENDLESS FLOW.
© APoemByMyDad
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