Tuesday, December 8, 2009

My Friend

The morning brings with it everyday, a thousand reasons to be cheerful and gay.
All is worthwhile in a smile,
with no disguise in treachery and guile.

Everywhere around is nothing but mist,
with a fragrance of purity - I insist. Daily with her talks and occasional fight,
makes me cheerful and feel alright. 

She is a bit quarrelsome and lovelier still,
I know not her fully but thats how I feel.
She pretends to be angry but is never so,
that makes her all the more cute at one go.


Prasenjit©1997-2009