Shashi Gupta

I love the lonesome cloud
That floats across the sky
I love the golden stars
That twinkle all night through
I love the big full moon
That shows me the way in the dark
And I love the people around me
That enrich my life with their being.

I love the eagle so high up in the sky
Wings spread wide, cutting the wind
I love the deep shadows
That under the trees live
I love the thunderous music
Of the rushing waves crashing in
And I love little children
That plant wet kisses on my cheek.

I love the tall trees
Shaking hands with the blue sky
I love the strong winds
That bend all as they want
I love the sound of laughter
That wake me from my dreams
And I love frail old people
Holding hands of their loved ones.