All through the day, out in the scorching sun,
Children love to play and have fun.
Drop by drop, sweat trickle down,
The tantalizing heat makes them frown.
None other than me, is there to cure,
I twirl and swirl to blow breeze so pure.
Press my key, or pull my string,
And make me move with a zing.
So my friends, can you guess,
Who am I, in the time so less?
Yeah! I am the FAN,
The most Adorable Fan.
Copyright © Mahua Chopra | Year Posted 2016