In the Midst of My Garden
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
watching the spirited squirrels,
busy in savouring pomegranate flowers
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
seeing the peppy parrots,
tasting the hard guava fruits
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
watching the red vented bulbuls,
happily collecting the sun berries.
Amongst the enchanting scent of ixoras
and the mesmerizing songs of robins,
I stand there in the midst of my garden,
with heart full of ecstasy.
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