If I were a drop of water

If I were a drop of water…

I might split into two,

Or get merged into one!

If I were a drop of water…

I’d rest on a leaf,

Or get absorbed by the roots!

If I were a drop of water…

I might get evaporated,

Or submerge into the oceans!

If I were a drop of water…

I might play in a child’s hands,

Or might be used in a science experiment!

If I were a drop of water…

I would be transparent inside out!

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The beach!

Sand castles with stories were built…

Built with the correct precision!

Games were played and stories were made…

All, with the closest of the lot!

Distances were walked upon…

Walked in the company of the breeze!

O, the beach meant something…

Something so dear to the soul!

Windowsills

Just a quite stare in the open sky,

Pondering on the numerous thoughts!

A friend on the side,

And a little game and the drink!

Heavy rains and hot food,

Sound of the thunder and the lightning!

Life changing decisions,

Some serious pondering and loosing within!

To the times you are low,

And want that time for yourself!

Windowsills have seen everything,

Every emotion,

For they are an important part of the house as well as the soul!

Messy but mesmerizing!

The sand smells heavenly…

The grass gives out warmth…

The breeze hugs you tight…

The ‘chai’ becames mandatory…

The water puddles give out joy…

‘O little rain’, you instantly light up moods,

Give a ray of hope…

Have a dozen memories flowing,

That cherish the little moments…

And aid in creating the new ones!