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My Life’s A Garden…
By Sandeep Vhandari .
My life’s a garden full of blooming roses,
Red roses, where salmon thorns arose on shoot.
And down, there falls the snowy cherry fruits.
Besides, a puddle glows where Lilly
Poses.
And, morning glory opens in sun, then closes.
The bud that takes my soul to flawless route-
Of posies, perfume, floret head to roots-
When bees sting it, posy masks encloses.
The moths, then, kiss the blossomed leaves again.
The farthest gale, forthwith, from southern part
That drifts my soul, then makes a quick escape.
And, nature takes away my breath again.
All I’m included inside a beaming art
Of blooming yard and further holly scape.
