<p>There is sorrow enough in the natural way<br />From men and women to fill our day;<br />Why do we always arrange for more?<br />Brothers and sisters, I beg you beware<br />Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. <br />Buy a pup and your money will buy<br />Love unflinching that cannot lie--<br />Perfect passion and worship fed<br />By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.<br />Nevertheless it is hardly fair<br />To risk your heart to a dog to tear.<br />When the fourteen years which Nature permits<br />Are closing in asthma, or tumour or fits,<br />And the vet's unspoken prescription runs<br />To lethal chambers or loaded guns, <br />Then you will find--it's your own affair--<br />But...you've given your heart to a dog to tear.<br />When the body that lived at your single will,<br />When its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)<br />When the spirit that answered your every mood<br />Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,<br />You will discover how much you care,<br />And will give your heart to a dog to tear.<br />We've sorrow enough in the natural way,<br />When it comes to burying Christian clay.<br />Our loves not given, but only lent,<br />At compound interest of cent per cent.<br />Though it is not always the case, I believe, <br />That the longer we've kept "em, the more do we grieve:<br />For, when debts are payable, right or wrong. <br />A short-term loan is as bad as a long--<br />So why in--Heaven (before we are there)<br />Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?<br /><br /><em>Rudyard Kipling</em></p>.<p>Moonlight<br /> <br />The sun sets, another day goes by<br />Melancholic air hangs over the ocean<br />Yet, the world is not filled with darkness<br />Pale white light seeps through the twilight<br /><br />Pearly drops reflecting on the water<br />Shimmering luminescence on the ripples<br />Icy cold all through the night<br />Until the sun rises, another day begins<br /><br />Then the night approaches once more<br />But the moon has a different shape tonight<br />There is no dazzle like the sun<br />More like a mellow beam, pale and white<br />Moonlight<br /> <br /><em>Malini<br />Srikrishna (7-A, SKCH-CBSE) </em><br /><br />The ugly caterpillar<br /><br />She was a lonely caterpillar<br />Always away from the crowd<br />Too small. Too different. Too ugly.<br />So she stayed in her own little world <br />She wished for others to see the real her<br />She yearned for many pleasures<br />To laugh. To dance. To fly.<br />But no, she was just an ugly caterpillar<br />One day she spun a cocoon<br />It was the golden chrysalis of change<br />A wonder. A miracle. A metamorphosis.<br />She didn't come out an ugly caterpillar<br />But as a beautiful butterfly<br /><em><br />Malini Srikrishna (12 years)<br />SKCH - CBSE </em><br /><br />Happiness <br /><br />The flowers are Blooming<br />The Butterflies are Flying<br />While I am Singing<br /> The Flowers are Laughing<br />The butterflies are Dancing<br />While I am Enjoying<br /> <br /><em>Sanjana Mugalvalli<br />III "c" CBSE<br />Sri Kumaran <br />Children's Home</em></p>
<p>There is sorrow enough in the natural way<br />From men and women to fill our day;<br />Why do we always arrange for more?<br />Brothers and sisters, I beg you beware<br />Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. <br />Buy a pup and your money will buy<br />Love unflinching that cannot lie--<br />Perfect passion and worship fed<br />By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.<br />Nevertheless it is hardly fair<br />To risk your heart to a dog to tear.<br />When the fourteen years which Nature permits<br />Are closing in asthma, or tumour or fits,<br />And the vet's unspoken prescription runs<br />To lethal chambers or loaded guns, <br />Then you will find--it's your own affair--<br />But...you've given your heart to a dog to tear.<br />When the body that lived at your single will,<br />When its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)<br />When the spirit that answered your every mood<br />Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,<br />You will discover how much you care,<br />And will give your heart to a dog to tear.<br />We've sorrow enough in the natural way,<br />When it comes to burying Christian clay.<br />Our loves not given, but only lent,<br />At compound interest of cent per cent.<br />Though it is not always the case, I believe, <br />That the longer we've kept "em, the more do we grieve:<br />For, when debts are payable, right or wrong. <br />A short-term loan is as bad as a long--<br />So why in--Heaven (before we are there)<br />Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?<br /><br /><em>Rudyard Kipling</em></p>.<p>Moonlight<br /> <br />The sun sets, another day goes by<br />Melancholic air hangs over the ocean<br />Yet, the world is not filled with darkness<br />Pale white light seeps through the twilight<br /><br />Pearly drops reflecting on the water<br />Shimmering luminescence on the ripples<br />Icy cold all through the night<br />Until the sun rises, another day begins<br /><br />Then the night approaches once more<br />But the moon has a different shape tonight<br />There is no dazzle like the sun<br />More like a mellow beam, pale and white<br />Moonlight<br /> <br /><em>Malini<br />Srikrishna (7-A, SKCH-CBSE) </em><br /><br />The ugly caterpillar<br /><br />She was a lonely caterpillar<br />Always away from the crowd<br />Too small. Too different. Too ugly.<br />So she stayed in her own little world <br />She wished for others to see the real her<br />She yearned for many pleasures<br />To laugh. To dance. To fly.<br />But no, she was just an ugly caterpillar<br />One day she spun a cocoon<br />It was the golden chrysalis of change<br />A wonder. A miracle. A metamorphosis.<br />She didn't come out an ugly caterpillar<br />But as a beautiful butterfly<br /><em><br />Malini Srikrishna (12 years)<br />SKCH - CBSE </em><br /><br />Happiness <br /><br />The flowers are Blooming<br />The Butterflies are Flying<br />While I am Singing<br /> The Flowers are Laughing<br />The butterflies are Dancing<br />While I am Enjoying<br /> <br /><em>Sanjana Mugalvalli<br />III "c" CBSE<br />Sri Kumaran <br />Children's Home</em></p>
