Songs of birds, laughs of children <br />I always appreciate and adore. <br />That night when trapped in a forest <br />With many high shrill, heard, <br />I didn't fear and moved on <br />When heard a child's laugh <br />Almost I was a senseless <br />Feared to death <br /> <br />The thing which we love or hate <br />Depends upon the time and place<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-and-place-7/
