Winds tickle itself on the open green fields enjoying the curves and it's spins,
Little color bugs fly about mischievously and sing a lazy hymn.
The patient color fly enjoying a quiet noon,
with a dash of yellow in a bright orange... will only last till June!
It's ripe to fly, yet don't steal the moment.
As heart weakens and dreams snap quite often.
Swell your wings with eager winds
And slowly envelope the corners till your heart wins..
Drop a flap down onto the petal, fill in the moment till the sun settles.
Cherish the day of your first flight and relish it
often till your colors are bright.
When your dreams snap and your heart weakens
Relive that moment till your heart is taken!
Regards,,
Lucknow fields in 2011
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