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Bloomed Memories

My heart is like a beautiful garden Where my memories bloomed Everyday, I watch the beauty of My flowers...... its all the same.

Sometimes caterpillars born, they grow, Without my permission they go.... It hurts me....

Some people are also like these caterpillars, go without saying Bye to me....

But I have a hope In my rose Plant not just rose, red rose my love...

It will bloom one day and spread the sweet fragrance of love to everyone who passes my garden.

That day, I will watch the beauty of my red rose.... its not the same.

                     - Sitha M Suji
                        VII C