The cool refreshing breeze

The jingling of keys

The buzzing of bees

People I can please

To give more than I can give

This is for what I live.

The chirping of birds

Buffaloes grazing in herds

To speak the softest words

To see nature’s beauty unfurled

To give more than I can give

This is for what I live

A flash of colour as a butterfly goes by

My best times are when I’m drawing

On the poppy fields lazily I lie

No My Lord, I never want to die

To give more than I can give

This is for what I live.

— Vikram Aditya, Class IX, Chaman Vatika School, Ambala

I have a cute little cat

Which is quite fat,

she has brown warm fur

and is afraid of big cur.

She trembles with fear,

when she hears

the bark of a dog

but quickly hides behind a log

For her and her family

I have made a nice home

and because of its round shape

it appears like a dome.

She likes to steal food

and eats a lot when in good mood.

She mostly eats eggs

found in the nearby nests.

By birds she is hated because of her bad habit.

But for me she is a nice pet

because of the fact

that she is the best

Of all the rest.

— Tanuj Kalia, Class VI, St Mary’s High School, Sundernagar