By Aman Kumar
Leaves of trees,
With the breeze,
Sprightly they dance,
In their quest to imitate you,
The wind whistles,
Your song,
Which fills the heart,
With pleasure and serenity,
And the guitarist who composes,
Symphonies for you,
Wishes in earnest,
That in this voyage called “life”,
You will truly fathom his musical notes,
Leaves of trees,
With the breeze,
Sprightly they dance,
In their quest to imitate you.
About the writer: I like reading, writing and listening to songs. I love spending time with friends.