Creativity needs no age barrriers to sprout out..Even a kid can knit up some cute lines through his/her tiny view towards the big life here in the universe…
This is such a small poem that sprouted in my mind when I was a kid and this is the first ever poem I wrote in my life.
In the morning..
Sun is coming.
In the evening..
Sun is going.
In the evening..
Moon is coming.
In the morning..
Moon is going.
And all these happens..
On all days…
When u were kid enn paranjille? Ekadesham ethra vayassayappol ezhuthiyatha?
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