Little flower cold and wet,
No flower wants to be at home .
When it is raining outside !
The flower doesn't dream of the bee,
It blossoms and the bee comes .
Your mind is a garden and
Your thoughts are the seeds!
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Madurai
Hi Madurai Stole my Heart . A picturesque place with everything that I like . You go to any hotel the food is amazing .Some of the must have...
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With coffee on my hand and a windy storm outside and rain outside I decided to sit in the sofa with my socks and yellow sweater . It's... -
Just thinking what to write here. Well , today the coffee powder at my home got empty and I had to use the coffee powder barista which I bo... -
Lights are always beautiful to see The different shades , designs and reflections , I love it . I always have a special love for the chan...
Good one..:-)
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DeleteGreat poem - and I love that planter.
ReplyDeleteIt was raining when I took this pic . Thanks for visiting my page .
DeleteLove ,
Shilpa
a lovely planter.
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