tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36963306369545636332011-04-21T18:38:11.560-07:00This is my niece Simran and this is her poetry blog which right now has only one poem.Singing Cactushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13325229829494413591noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3696330636954563633.post-37199846279295264632007-12-03T09:17:00.000-08:002008-12-10T14:56:07.738-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MMV6t0C8M4/R1RGUzL_aFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lUyDyEZ19bM/s1600-R/fruitcake.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MMV6t0C8M4/R1RGUzL_aFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/07VZlV61Sx4/s400/fruitcake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139810397888407634" /></a><br />i was in my dream<br />i wanted some cream<br />it was long ago<br /><br />my mother made a cream<br />with cherry n cream<br />n made it with scream<br />it was long ago<br /><br />i ate it with joy<br />with tasty cherry n cream<br />it was time to dim<br />itwas long ago<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3696330636954563633-3719984627929526463?l=simran-varma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Singing Cactushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13325229829494413591noreply@blogger.com0