Colours of Feminity!!!- Glass Painting

Tickling Pencil's Admire!

I run on the lines of my sire's pages,

I run on the refines of my desire's savages, in spite of thine born out of woods!

I grin on the lives of my sire's verses,

I grin on the strives of my sire's tenses,

In spite of thine torn out of forest woods.

I mingled with every lead,

Jingled with every stead, to make sure I am at merry.

I strangled with every kid,

Wrangled with every slid, to make assure I am at ferry!

Craze cross paths,

Miss match wraths were my daily chores!

Haze boss swelter,

Bliss loss shelter faiths became my gaily bores.

Thine day fell to night’s call as I dozed off in the kid’s caressing palm across!!!

Jaii Jai Ganesha!