My garden

November 25, 2013 04:55 pm | Updated 04:55 pm IST

My garden is my life

It keeps me sweet and cool

One morning, I woke up,

Went to my wonderful garden

I saw my pets playing

In the water pool

I stayed there and

Thought for a while,

Last evening I saw flower buds

And my roses so full

I ran to my roses

I enjoyed their fragrance

When I plucked them

My mother gave me a call

I ran to my mother and told

“Mamma, see these roses beautiful”

Mamma turned to me and said I

“For my lovely Mother, my garden”

Ela Maheswari , V A, St. Paul’s HSS, Thenhipalam, Malappuram

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