What I love..

I love..

Strolling through the trodden paths,

Filled with maple leaves that lay there,

Dead.

Beautifying the nature’s bed.

And I love..

The place,

Where the cold winds blow,

The heavenly mountains,

Covered with snow..

I love..

The long drives,

When the sun’s playing hide and seek,

The cool breeze blows,

And the rain comes down to take a peek..

And I love..

How every day,

Is a fresh new start,

To bring about a change,

To mend a broken heart..

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