Few new lamps I have,
Some are richly coloured,
Others are simply plain.
In the dark they are alight,
Sweet aroma is in all their hues,
Each of them softly glows.
The old ones which I had,
All had gone so dimmed & a bit bad,
Now I smile looking at them.
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
