“I lay in the bed— the sun came through the trees—
And filled the place with light like Golden Bees—
I lay in the bed— in the soft white feather
Only a few meters away, comes a sound running—
Lively— like the song of the sea
Happy—to begin again
The day— like none could discover
And to love, and love, and love all over again—
Is heaven’s most unique and kind present to me—”
- Author: Maevezz ( Offline)
- Published: November 16th, 2023 08:35
- Category: Nature
- Views: 5
Comments1
excellent
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