This is a poem written by a sweet little 12-year-old girl in just 5 minutes, inspired by the feeling of the rainy season. When I read it, I was amazed — such a young child, yet such an expressive poem.

That's why I thought of sharing this poem with all of you, so that this little girl gets more encouragement to continue writing beautifully.

Nature: The precious Gift

A gushing thunder pounding at my door, what is it,

My inquistivity wants to explore.

First, I refused to leave my comfort zone,

But as it increases, I become miserable and get up from my throne with a moan.

I stepped outside, glaring at the trees,

When I felt a Suttle breeze,

I started to enjoy it and stood over there for a while.

The boxes behind me began to bend and move as they were fragile.

That was a hint, I thought it was the time to go inside,

But then I thought how lucky I am to see the wind swim and glide.

I saw Nature at its best,

I was in Delhi, But still I was feeling lighter at the side of my chest!

A gushing thunder pounding at my door,

I am glad I did explore.

I acknowledge my mind, only to see another breeze,

Turning stronger, of the same kind!!

Please let me know if you’d like the poem😊

Gunseerat Kaur