A walk in the park,
Mom’s hand in mine,
We will be here till dark,
But home before nine!

What a beautiful day!
Birds are singing,
And far away,
Bells are ringing.

A path in the trees,
Known only to us.
Just we and the bees,
Away from all that city fuss.

Perhaps we will see a deer,
Or may be a bunny.
The clouds are drawing near!
Oh, but it was so sunny!

The rain starts to fall,
Hitting my head.
It ruined it all!
Now the fun is dead,
And the mom also........





.............long back…....

Mahfooz Ali

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