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The Freshness Which Rises.

The freshness which rises,

Takes away the gloom.

It brings a smile on your face,

And makes the roses bloom.

It cares,

It nurtures,

It bestows many beautiful boons.

It is a blessing,

Which many ignore,

As freshness which rises,

Comes from the unknown light,

Which belongs to the Lord Sai Ram.

Adios!

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In The Beauty Of Their Nest.

In the beauty of theirest,

The little birds sing.

They chirp,

They sleep,

And as the new dawn arises,

They learn to flap their wings.

In the beauty of their nest,

God visits them,

And he looks after them.

They are always happy,

As they get immense love from their parents.

In the beauty of their nests,

May they always remain.

Adios!