‘Tis then the day,
When flowers bloom away,
The brooms hold sway,
Darkness is less grey,
Light enters the fray,
Life fights not as prey,
But as a hunter shouting, hooray,
‘Tis then the time,
For cleaning the grime,
Making some more dime,
‘coz real life isn’t mime,
‘Tis then the belief,
In the beauty of each leaf,
Letting go of grief,
And not keeping past beef,
‘Tis then when it’s spring,
When winter is going,
Sunmer yet to be coming,
But, the window’s closing,
Endless summer, bleak winter,
Balance of weather, whether,
Rains hither and thither,
Crops and lives getting no breather,
For it’s climate change, ahoy,
Soon, spring might vanish, boy,
No upliftment, no buoy,
So cherish ye, this fleeting joy,
For,
‘Tis is the day.
You are so right today is the day and chersis each moment before it passes..Nice thought and so apt.. See you around..
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Thanks for the warm words. 🙂
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So true in the current situation. It is but important to relish and cherish every day.
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Thank you for your kind words. 🙂
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Let’s live in the moment & cherish life!
Stay home. Stay safe.
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Thanks. You too. 🙂
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Cherish each day…Oh how well we know this lesson now.
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🙂
Tough times have great lessons.
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Interesting way of writing. This is the time to cherish what we have, enjoy the content and full stomach.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Wow… Really beautiful lines… Very nicely captured the change in the times in terms of climate
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Thank you for your kind words. 🙂
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Started so happy and then ended on a thoughtful note. Lovely poem.
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Thanks for the appreciation. 🙂
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