It was a light of dawn which flooded through the grass
Whispering, shivering with a light dance
The whole meadow was bathed in sunlight
Leaving small traces of smile
Showing the Hibiscus, the daffodils and the roses
Blowing with sweet gust of wind
It was like a melody asking for a rhyme
It was sweet and sour like a lime
All the dandelions scattering with it
Leaving little beads of diamonds
Suddenly the sun exhibited its apple-green evening
I witness this harmony, while standing in the balcony
of my ingenuity
Tehreem Sarfraz VIII Pink
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