A Little Heart

Nivedita Das

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Nivedita Das

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mother joy heart gulmohar breeze fragrance tiny canopy coy

A little heart full of joy,

A tiny figure timid and coy !!

Twilight breeze caressing hair,

Rejoicing the colours and flair !!

Trotting under a canopy of Gulmohar,

Holding the palm of a mother !!

Flowers' fragrances lovely and cool,

Shaping the universe beautiful !!

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