Near to Nature


I resides in a small hut,
which is in a hill.
Grass, Greenery and Giants are there,
To which I keenly stare.
Sitting near the edge of bay,
I feel I am so gay.
Feeling there is so awesome,
When the local flowers blossom.
No tensions and no worries,
No stress and no hurries.
Then I met a town boy,
who,i felt, had lack of joy.
He said he remains so busy,
And his life is so uneasy.
I went near my grannie,
who always read scriptures.
I asked her the way,
To make the town boy gay.
She smiled and gave me a lecture,
And advised the boy to go in lap of nature.

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