Between the trees, and in and out The little streamlet goes, I wonder if it’s never tired So fast it always flows! It never stops to rest or play But hurries on its way. From heath to hill All the carnals with joy fill. After drinking from the waterhole, The creatures along the Ganges have a stroll. Don’t pollute this little merry stream This is needed by us for our daily routine, It’s the source of our life And without this we cannot survive. Manan A Salodkar V D, BVM Civil lines, Nagpur Note: the word carnals means animals. the word heath means plain land.
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