Flowers
There was a house in which everybody were happy,
People inside were happy,
And were making others happy.
They shine brightly every morning
Their shine comes along the Sun and Along it goes,
But their presence is always felt.
They take pains and give away happiness.
They wither in a season to again
Glorify the nature to it's fullest.
They are the one who brings a smile
From the day so weary,
Which follows us mile.
by:-
Vrushani Thaker
Copyright © Vrushani Thaker | Year Posted 2010
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