The Loveliest Pines
Having finished lunch, I went out for sometimes;
To view the Pines, stood on their lines.
Zealous I was to stand infront of the trees,
And also felt the gentle cool breeze.
The presence of Pines made the surrounding so beautiful,
Thought it was heaven;Oh! I became fool.
I hadn't much time to observe the view,
Determined to come back again with sinew.
Now, I have scored twenty of my innings,
But it is not enough to satisfy my feelings.
Thinking when again I will see with own eyes,
The queue of the loveliest Pines.
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