The Magic Thought of the Class

by Khushi Jha aged 14

The winds blow up on my face;
My heart just started to race.
I looked outside the window;
But couldn’t find my shadow.

The clouds were moving with the wind blowing;
The seeds of happiness were sowing.
The curtains were open wide;
With a new adventure beginning in my life side.

The silence was all over in the place;
My mind open like the infinite space.
My future was all in my brain;
Just like the flowing water in the rain.

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