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Sunday, 10 July 2016

Make my city green

I have a dream to mend the past

Make my city green

Woods around, shade of green

Wiff of air fresh as morning dew,

I want all back of my dream..

All green where birds perch on trees

Little Sparrow chirp, butterflies flutter wings

I want every window of my city 

Have radiance of trees, brilliance of green

Humming of cuckoo,peck of woodpecker

I want to see

Rains kissing the leaves,

Sunbeam gleam through leaves

Before touching carpet of my city  green,

I wish 

we all breathe again

Air permulated by breathe of tree

In my city  green.