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...

cool...

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

lol

keep going... let the poems pour..