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A Hope To Be Born Again…

The cold shriveled its heart,
As from greenness it parts…
Going far away from the mother root,
Soon it will be blown into the dust,
And buried in the cold snow…
These are the power of Nature…
Power of Lord…
Flowers blossom and wither,
The Spring changing to Winter…
After so many deaths again,
Reaching my end soon…
With the smell of the dew and the rain,
In my heart a hope lights up to be born again…

© 2013 Pimmi Nag

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