My Eyes My Time - Pranshi Dave

Look ahead, what can you see?

I see a ray of sunshine, through the green fields they go,

Look around what is in you sight?

The sunrise gleaming in the night, so bright.

They glow with happy emotion,

So attractive in their devotion,

Stop their erosion.

They hold stories both of stars and scars,

Constellations mapping our journeys a far,

They are not evil like Jafar.

They bloom,

Once in a blue moon,

Not with a gloom.

- Pranshi Dave.

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