Come ye nature brace me,
Give me freshness of morning-
when the little birdies sing-
and chirp to welcome the
whole long day ahead;
Give me vigor of noon,
when everything glistens-
like diamond with the sun-
wiping away every drop of-
tear and sadness in vapor; (2)
Mother nature love me,
make my life and wishes-
golden crimson red by-
the gently swaying winds-
that sooth the fading evening;
You know when night-
comes with various sounds-
in my dear native village,
I feel you are singing a-
lullaby for me to sleep;
Alas this city life took-
maximum of my comforts,
Here I feel You and I-
are restrained from each-
other by this metro mania;
Still I remember you-
when broken clouds-
in black and white cross-
above my 4th floor windows-
greeting and cheering me;
I know you send those-
rain drops that came-
in tiptoe to my room-
in midnight drenching-
my sleepy face and books;
Whenever in weekends-
I go to the roof top,
you were there with the-
wind whispering in my ear-
playing with my open hair;
I love you much mother-
as water drop to river
What can I say more-
Come and brace your
lonely child in foyer.
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