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Day Dreaming On The Window Sill

I rest my face on the window sill
Day dreaming and hoping still

My life will go on this lazily all the way
And never again would I face sorrow a single day

From the widow I see greenery all around
With a splat of color rising high above the ground

Why is it that all plants and birds have to do
Is eat and sleep and sing till their doom

What I would give for a life like that
My life is no less with memories I never forget

by amans bho

Comments (1)

simple and sweet...keep writing