Spring Again

When Buck beak spreads its wings, Harry flows with the wind When the lordly lion moves with a prance, It wakes up the slumbering swan When Aslan shakes his mane, There shall be Spring again…   Cherish the lion that you have Don’t regret having not the swan, With one miss the life doesn’t end…

The Day Remembered

The eloquent creation of mind Is true feeling of a kind The Sun Bow was magnificent It showed nature’s beauty has no end… Bright light circled by light pink Eyes couldn’t afford a blink Piercing through the clouds were the sun rays Hard to forget majestic view of such a day…   The rays were…