As I went to the hill station,
To spend my vacation,
I saw the garden where soft grasses were wide,
And saw the beautiful flowers on every side.
I held my sketch book in my hand,
untied the brushes tied up in rubber band,
As I finished my painting.
I saw my parents waiting.
As I moved towards the car.
The beautiful scenery was left behind far.
I told my parents that some people may,
But I can never forget this day.
Anviksha Jamwal, Class VIII, MCM DAV Sr Sec Public School, Baghni
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