A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. 

William Shakespeare

Deepavali !! Brings families closer.

Waiting to go home...can't wait to dine on my mum's cooking. Can't wait to see my newly painted house and fully renovated. Can't wait to see my new room and get a quick nap on my new comfortable bed.