MCP ( / Portugal)

Freedom Air

Feel the breeze of the freedom Air,
Love it and Live it,
As it passes by,
But don't leave it!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Feel it and Breathe it,
While you walk the talk,
And talk the walk,
In the Woods of the Forest - dense and deep!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Feel it and breathe it,
With the Flora & Fauna greets,
Stopping by the buds & samplings,
Under the sun and under the trees!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Feel it and Breathe it,
While you learn the lessons,
Of your Botany class,
From the school of Nature!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Feel it and Breathe it,
At dawn and dusk,
As you Exercise,
And do your Yoga,
For your own Health!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Hard to find it,
In the Plateaus of Deccan!
An Agro-forestry range,
Amidst city dust & dirt!
So feel the breeze of the freedom air!

O Baby! Feel the breeze of the freedom Air!

Welcome back,
It's the Botanical Garden,
For you baby!

User Rating: 5,0 / 5 ( 1 votes ) 4

Comments (4)

brightness at first...then the clouds...now the torrent tear rains...expressive write on the vagaries of life Maria...thanks...10
Joy and sorrow is lined perfectly. Well done.
Clouds of gloom have come to fill the air... For family love and joy of life She keeps struggling without a strife Always facing it without despair! sure, joys and sorrows go side by side and its called the routine of life..its really a good and interesting poem and i enjoyed alot and let me say..friend..you did a good job and have got goot idea in this rich poem..inspiring and impressing..even much meaningful too 10/10
a very fine poem indeed