Sunday, February 24, 2008

To the Sun

She made a broom out of her Golden Rays
She sweeps and cleans the world, All the Days
Oh! The pretty, shiny ‘Sun maid’
Job she does without getting paid

1 comment:

Meenakshi said...


hOpe Ayesha does not take an unnecessary hint from the pic...


keep going... let the poems pour..