Day 9: Cold
The pure Snow drop, in our garden green…
Dazzling with its glow, with the sun rays shining bright around
A glimpse of milky pure white bundle
Spreads cheer with each gleam…
Hold it for a while, and it fades in your hand..
To flow down to become strong again
Takes control of the water blue,
You give the strength, Moulds it the way that’s right….
To turn out a to be strong and pure..
With the onset of winter u arrive,
Though no words spoken, You spread joy among all
Enjoyment and jubilation is at the peak
With your arrival, moment is soft
Seems like you are telling life,
To just chill out!!!!! Live to the fullest!!!!!