A miracle is written.
Not by a God.
Not by a wizard.
But by a small boy.
It happens.
It happened.
And a new source of light and magic was found.
Adios!
A Miracle.
Tag: LITERATURE
To my Lord Shri SaiNath.
Lord of the lords,
O! God Sainath,
Always be there with us,
Always have your grace,
Under your wings we must live,
And be happy and peaceful.
Adios!
A Blue Dress.
A blue dress,
Bought for my friend,
Was packed and shipped.
The parcel reached and she wore it to a party,
Where everyone appreciated the dress.
She wrote me back a letter,
Thanking me for the dress,
But a long time has passed,
I haven’t received any more letters from her.
Just yesterday,
I got the news that she is now a mother to a new born baby girl.
Well congratulations to her.
Adios!
Looking Up The Tree.
Looking up the tree,
I found a friend.
It was a small bird,
Who wanted a little piece of bread.
Looking up the tree,
I found scores and scores of cherries,
Looking up the tree,
I found my life.
Adios!
The Beauty Of The Christmas Tree.
The beauty of the Christmas tree is,
That it is blessed by Jesus and by Santa himself.
It can hold all sorts of surprises,
Gifts, candies, prizes and much more.
If I had a Christmas tree,
It surely would have decorated with a lot of surprises.
Adios ! And Merry Christmas.
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