Love

The Delightful Life

Beholding the sunrise, As I trace the ocean’s footprints on sands, The drenched shore slips from under my feet, Life becomes a delight. Trailing through the woods, As I listen to the rustling leaves that Share with me the recitals of the Summer, Life becomes a delight. Humming that old song, The forgotten lyrics of which I happen to effortlessly sing, Life becomes a delight. Looking out of the window,

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