A Girl
There was a girl
With curl on face
She roamed here,
She roamed there
Into the bushes
Under the trees
Among the valley
From top to down
Lived with granny
Into the hut very tiny
Beautifully moulded and
Creatively decorated
Had many friends
All trees, plants and valley
Where she found never lonely
Talked with them, learnt from them
As couldn't attend the school.
Grown up, she had knowledge more
Than other of her age
As she learnt practically,
Through the MOTHER NATURE.
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