Lavanya Muni, Class 6, Army Public School, Mhow, Indore
Sometimes I feel guilty about the things I did,
Things of which I can’t get rid.
Sometimes I feel guilty about the things I didn’t do,
Wondering why I missed the opportunities that God brew.
The best gift I can give myself,
Is probably forgiveness,
And then cut away will be the growth,
Of the sadness that my heart homes.
Time to time, I think of the real me,
Who I am, and who I’d like to be.
How better I would be with a little change,
Only if the pieces that build me could be rearranged.
The best gift I can give myself is owning who I am,
And then the door to under confidence,
Will finally be slammed.
Ever so often, I ponder upon this thought,
Why have I caged myself in a place no one ever sought?
Why do all my talents I suppress?
Why don’t I make my boundaries limitless?
The best gift I can give myself is freedom,
And then I’ll dance,
To the song I hum.
All these gifts have been received,
My soul is forgiven, Accepted and free.
And now I feel that I have been blessed,
With a spirit, merry and content.