Vacations
With sun on my faceIt’s rays peering inFrom parted drapesOn the windowsSky is clearClouds hanging lowKissing the hillsAs they wanderOn lush green treesBirds come aliveWith an earnestUnending chatterThe branches swayin the flowing windDropping their pearlsIn the gardenAir is cracklingWith life of it’s ownAnd wind blows awayAll my bothers.©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar