poem

From the pages of my diary..
I found this poem by me when I was in 7th class.

A life of LOVE

A life of love

like a dove

who do his work in time

for morning to night

as we sight

He loves his babies very much

It is a love

of the dove

A life of diligent

like an ant,

who went and went

in a line

with shine.

Do hard work

to climb a tree

or a table

with a load of food.

Slipped and fell

But then second time 

she climb and climb

by singing rhyme.

Like a dove

We have to love

with our parents

and the world.

Like an ant

we have to be diligent.

It is possible

if all the vices are went

It is not the story's end

I know,

You all are my friend.