“Nature” As I lay down her,

wondering The birds fly as baby bird’s cry

The trees sing then I think

Is there anything that isn’t

likened to nature?

The bee’s sting flowers

But why do they hover?

The little animals run

In the playful sun

I think about all this

As I lay here wondering

Poem submitted by by Karrar Haq, student of first year at Public School & College, Gilgit

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