MY FRIEND

  The breeze is my friend
The trees and plants around them she plays
Running and chasing whom iam sure I know not.
Must be that she too has a friend
Invisibles though, just like me.
Thus she plays the hide and seek
As I watch and wait
She rustles through the leaves
Rushing towards me:
Caressing and touching
As I await her approach
Finally does she arrive
Thus letting me know
That I too am her friend.

~V.TEJASWINI~

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