PS (13-03-1985 / India)


The smell of the first rain,
A kid smilling in vain,
A baby makes me forget all my pain,
When each day doesn't seem the same.

The touch of the fresh flowers,
the summers cold showers,
the company of an old friend,
Life seems like pink and red.

by Priyanka Shetty

Comments (2)

The smell of rain brings life to many........nnice one
Your poem delineates how your life is made wonderful by objects of Nature. Keep writing. God bless you, Priyanka.