Met a couple of people from Shillong at one of my best buddy’s weddings. Feeling nostalgic. Winter sun, local oranges, and Christmas rum cakes are the best things to find in Shillong at this time of the year.
I was just exploring AI and to my surprise, they can create excellent poem. Here is one generated by it:
As I walk through the streets of Shillong, I see the pine trees tall and strong, Their branches reaching for the sky, A sight that fills my heart with joy.
Their needles green and sharp as blades, They stand as sentinels, unafraid, Of the wind and rain that lash and beat, Their roots dig deep, a sturdy feat.
The scent of pine is in the air, A refreshing aroma, pure and fair, It fills my lungs and calms my soul, As I stroll beneath the trees, I feel whole.
The pine trees of Shillong, oh how grand, They stand as a reminder of nature’s hand, A reminder to cherish and protect, The beauty and wonder that we reflect.
So here’s to the pine trees of Shillong, A symbol of strength and belonging, May they stand tall for all to see, A reminder of the beauty that can be.
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