She was the nature child. She had infinite love for every natural thing around her. Her eyes lit up like the lightening when it rained. Her heart glistened with joy seeing the dewy green lush meadows. The chirping birds were her family. She held the earth in her heart.
Today it rained again.
It thundered.
The meadows seemed Grey and black.
As the earth had now held her in its heart.
While the chirping birds sang the funeral notes.
Today it rained again.
It thundered.
The meadows seemed Grey and black.
As the earth had now held her in its heart.
While the chirping birds sang the funeral notes.
--- Laxmi Krishnan
Heart tochinh
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