Ev­ery Sea­son

Storizen Magazine - - Contents - - Cheena Kachroo

The time that started with sun and moon, The sec which ends with the strong boon.

Sum­mer has come.

Chil­dren have started play­ing their drums,

Af­ter all, it's the beau­ti­ful hol­i­day sum!

"Daddy I need that ice cream",

As it’s a sun-filled with an in­ten­sive beam.

So hot!

Isn’t it like a new thought. How beau­ti­ful this sea­son is, Filled with flow­ers bloom­ing,

Sun­flow­ers danc­ing,

And me Ly­ing and en­hanc­ing.

Sweat Sweat!

Please fly away like a jet. It's the sea­son filled with love,

The sea­son of fly­ing dove.

Sum­mers are fa­vorite,

But hav­ing a lot of gol Gappa is ex­trav­a­gant.

How beau­ti­ful is the cre­ation of god,

Sum­mers are there,

Win­ters are there,

Spring is too there,

But the com­mon thing is that ev­ery sea­son is

beau­ti­ful in its air (filled with love)

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