Wildflowers and May

We’re already in the last days of May

Wildlings are withering day by day

I smell the rains which are about to pour in

So, let's go and grow over the places with the sun and bask in,

Over the cracked walls and barren lands,

Off to the waters bodies where there lays no end, 

Holding onto the other in every phase

The light of our own world we’ll chase,

For a forever future maybe not in our fate

Wish to spend all of my presents together before it's late.

-Leepi Agrawal