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
