Even on a day like this,
The sun shines through the foliage.
The breeze is warm and gentle too,
But soft curtains are painted blue.
The leaves ruffle like the feathers of a bird,
But the symphony still goes on, unheard.
The hazy light is a blanket of gold,
But the words still lie unspoken, untold.
Even on a day like this,
The same old feelings still persist.
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A Touch of Wonder
PoetryA book of poetry filled with thoughts, experiences, and emotions. "As I walk down the slippery street, My face streaming with tears, The sadness can barely be sustained. But you suddenly kiss away my fears, My dear umbrella in the rain."
