Small Pleasures of 'Life'

To see a beautiful flower bloom,
To witness a caterpillar get off the cocoon
To get drenched in showering monsoon
With open arms, life is calling you

To breathe fresh air on a mountain top
To feel the wetness of a morning dew drop
To fly like a bird in a sky so high
How I wish I had another life to die

To pacify a child on hearing his cry
To have opportunities to learn and try
To grow a tree from a tiny crop
Life is just commas, with no full-stop

To spread happiness with a smiling face
To just love, not hate the human race
To experience the life’s glowing grace
This world needs to be a better place

Leave behind those memories aghast
Make peace with your pricking past
Build relationships forever to last
Just wait and feel, don’t run so fast

Enjoy a living where happiness is rife
With these small pleasures of life!!!

-Happiness,
Kally

Comments

Uncertain Mind said…
Awesome...
U r late this time but BEST in your own way...
Keep rocking(blogging ;))as always.. :)
January 22, 2010 at 11:34 AM
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