Poetry

I like to see -
The sun rising,
The flowers blooming,
A baby smiling,
The stars twinkling.
 
I like to hear -
The notes of a sitar,
My husband playing the guitar,
The advice from a wellwisher,
The encouraging words of my father.
 
I like to touch -
The dew-drops on a flower,
The water of a flowing river,
The soft hair of my son,
The lovely sweaters knitted by mom.

[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 30 October 2010]