Saturday, October 01, 2005

Nostalgia - 1

(this is the first poem i ever wrote!!)

My horse is very gay,
He eats oats and hay,
He takes us for a ride,
And in the stable he is tied.

He is something like a mule,
But he doesnt run on fuel,
Babies are called foal,
and sometimes they are coloured coal!



vivek shukla said...

nice poem , aditi & it dosen,t seems as yur first one.Well fabulous stuff nd i like the way u use the words , also its very simple.. a layman can also realte wid yur views nd thoughts,,,, well done

Sugar&Spice said...

thnx so much vivek.. im glad u liked my work... keep checkin this blog for updates... thnx