You are Everywhere!

Like an Emersonian transcendentalist, I can feel you my dear,

Here, there, almost everywhere,

In the tender blades of grass, in the heavenly smile of a baby,

And the whisper breezy.


When my bare feet touch the earth,

The coldness brings with it your warmth,

The cuckoo makes me miss your voice,

I don’t blame it for reminding you rather express thanks.  


The butterflies carry your soft kisses for me,

The moon gets jealous since looking at her it’s you can I only see.  


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