All of it I miss

The wind blowing high in the mountains,
Breeze flowing through the seas.
The beach with cool and salty air,
Blowing across the trees.
The sweat of joyful kids playing,
And the buzz of the bees.
All of it I miss.

The slowly passing clouds,
Silent nights and bright moon.
The sound of crickets, sparrows,
And the Nightingale's tune.
The morning fog, the birds' chirping
And the bright Sun of the afternoon.
All of it I miss.

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