In a world without the internet,
I yearn for days when life was pure and young.
Beneath the morning sun's gentle kiss,
And nights adorned with a stellar bliss.Droplets of rain, like nature's soft embrace,
Captured in hands, a delicate grace.
Running wild in fields, untamed and free,
Mom's scolding voice, a cherished melody.Soil and water, our playful domain,
Chasing memories, an unbridled refrain.
In a screen-free realm, life at its crest,
Living fully, each moment, truly blessed
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God's Apology
PoetryGod's Apology - A collection of poetry's. God's Apology explores the emotions humanity has lost. Once, the world was innocent and filled with genuine love and compassion. As children, we saw life clearly and without the material distractions of toda...