The day flows in the most
gentle of waves,
where no matter where I am: at the coast
or at home, I am at peace.
The pure straw hat I wear
with a strip of the sun around
hides my eyes and provides them fair
comfort in the shade.
My similarly blank dress
flows with dignity and grace
with my bare feet a mess
on this elegant beach, the wind pleasant.
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A Little Bit of Happiness, A Little Bit of Joy
PoetryPoems for the soul or whatever you feel like. Most of them are happy because that's nice, right? Anyway, these are just fun little poems about all sorts of things. If you want you can even make a request on a subject or style! Except suicide or self...
