Tag: nature poem
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Orchard Again
Under Cloudy weather with no chance of rain, I went to the orchard again, To pick apples from the trees, As first gift of fresh autumn breeze, It’s here and there hanging red ball, I Witnessed Best fruit of the fall Today I carried paper and pen, I went to the orchard again, To write…
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Burning Bush
From green to bright red it turned Showing how his Name he earned Burning bush ! Not yet completely burned