Out of my window

Out of my window

A poem by Tanvee Maheshwari

Out of my window,

I see day and night

I see the sun and moon 

and how they spread their light

Out of my window, 

I see grasses growing tall

I see trees bearing fruits,

and when those fruits fall

Out of my window,

I see history being made,

when god suddenly appears

and the foundation of love & peace is laid.

~ by Tanvee Maheshwari