Kingdom of Joy

MR

My vision, the horizon vast and deep,
The sky, a freedom where the spirits leap.
The land, a mother to plants and flowers fair,
The wind, kind messengers of friendship rare.

 

The lake, a hall where fish in dances glide,
My arm, with strength, for a great rise, abide.
To soar to heights where eagles dare to tread,
To spread my lands, where no limits are spread.

 

To make my world the wealthiest, happiest place,
I am sure, it will happen, with time and grace.
It will happen, it will happen, I decree,
A kingdom of joy, for all to see.

  • Author: MR (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 20th, 2024 19:43
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  • Mase ♪

    Good write MR



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