My dear, your echoes are delightful
Yet you migrate to another place.
You come here to offer your grace,
You live here for some time,
You let your songs echo in chime,
You fling your wings in your race.
My life in your presence is blissful
For your melodies of beauty
The fountain for my gaiety.
My thanks to you in profusion
For the offer the festive season
All those still ring in sonority.
I swing in your notes joyful
All me to sleep in the lap of music
To dream of your all as a magic.
It is an inexhaustible treasure
In times of leisure
It is heavenly mirth on this earth.
Published
METVERSE MUSE
Diamond Jubilee Issue 2020
60th Issue
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