silent and drizzling to soothe...
Mild and quiet is my heart,
enjoying in mute.
Tipssy I feel-drunken to the core,
enticing is this soft cool breeze,
nature's ectasy- hitting me more.
Bright red rosses and leaves so green,
this little rain and kept everything clean.
It may be a call for eternal gay,
perhaps! we know its just the beginning of May.
Spiritually touched and mentally accompanied,
thus is my feeling as I walk in this field.
Walk along, hold my hand....
lets quietly whisk leaving footprints on sand.
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