Author: Agamya Jain, Class VI F
When I set out with my chariot
I planned to reach the Marriott
But it started raining heavily
And I started thinking novelly.
The wheels were truly stuck
The chariot was tuck with mud
Afraid of getting thunderstruck
That time I wished for luck
There were rainstorms everywhere
The people started running anywhere
Nobody was happy but
I saw the Sun somewhere
When you suffer a lot, consider that happiness is closest
For when you will be happy, sadness will be remotest
The growth of happiness is slow
Just refocus and you will glow!
