I
whispered to myself by holding emerald
Is
there any enrapturing land in the world?
I saw
mountains that were green
The
beauty of the mountains
A
state of fountains
In
the surroundings of pine trees
Dancing
birds and maple bees
All
singing a mystic song of scene
Vermont,
you live in me, is green.
Nothing
is so daring, nothing so beautiful.
As
your lake where upon
Wind
plays the melodious song.
Sun
smiles when it sets
And
the golden rays, land gets
Dipped
in the colors of innocence
Paragon
of life with no offence
Simple
and charming people live within
Vermont,
you live in me, is green.
(c)All
Rights Reserved, Shahbaz Israr Khan
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