Sitting up there in the clouds,
Well,
nearly forgotten,
They must be wondering what we are at,
Doing
all but enjoying.
They
seem to be questioning,
When
was the last time you stopped,
To hear
the rustle of the winds,
The pleasant cacophony
of the birds,
To feel
the breeze blow through your strands,
To see
the hues in the sky,
The
flowers all around,
The
kitten meowing at you,
The
dogs playing with their puppies,
The
thirsty crow drinking water,
The
pigeons in a cat fight,
The
leaves falling in winter,
The new
ones sprouting in spring,
The 50
shades of green,
The
rain pattering on the windows,
The
rainbows thereafter?
When
was the last time you stopped?
They're
still wondering.
3 comments:
Thank you so much, Sir! Beautiful words come out on their own in praise of the beauty all around.....
My favourite line: 50 shades of green! Love your play of words:D
Thanks Ishita! :)
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