Friday, February 8, 2019

Poem by Thirtha K, CA1

The Precious Diamond 


The tiny diamonds falling
from heaven,
With a whispering sound,
With the escort of sound and light,
Quench the thirst of us.
 
When it falls, the nature, the earth
will become happy,
The Diamond is one who makes
us feel happy.
 
The RAIN, is the gift of God.

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