A stairway to happy times


When I look into this frame,
what I see is a Stairway to the happy times;
playing hide and seek and mumbling rhymes.
Cow, buffalo, and goats are my friends;
the day is so bright and long till the end.
the smell of ghee and jaggery is so intense;
It is my village, my place where no one is nameless.
here tree shade is my blanket and soil is my bed;
see the lovely bird, oh! such a lovely world to look ahead.


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