When I hear her sing - the nightingale,
And simply smile reading an e-mail.
When I waltz across,
The halls of my heart,
I must say - its quiet a start!
When the colours of spring,
Etch my eye.
When the hip-hop moves,
Make me feel groovy,
I must say - its some movie!
When the geese are scattered,
All over the skyline.
When there are crackers bursting
Morning, noon and night,
I must say - that is my perfect day!
- © Shilpa Maiya
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