Summer Poem

I am a 9 year old Indian boy studying in the 4th standard in Modern School, Delhi. Writing poems and stories is one of my passions. I also love playing games on my Play station and am a computer buff.

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Summer time: when the weather gets hot there's laughter all around. The sun comes out and spreads its warmth for all to see and to enjoy.

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A Sunny Day

© Nirbhay Kwatra more by Nirbhay Kwatra

Published on June 2011

The sun was shining so bright,
having beaten the clouds in fight.

We wanted to go out for fun,
I wish the clouds could beat the sun.

Evening came and the sun went down,
We all went for a walk in the town.

Water was flowing down the stream,
While I was licking my ice cream.

The stars shone brightly in the sky,
they finally showed all their might

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Summer time: when the weather gets hot there's laughter all around. The sun comes out and spreads its warmth for all to see and to enjoy.

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