My Place
Early in the morning,
With dewdrops on the leaves,
Sitting besides the window,
Gazing at my mother's garden,
I sip my first coffee to begin the day,
There is a flutter of emotions;
and,
adrenaline rush.
I put my feelings in the form of words,
My heart feels at peace...
With dewdrops on the leaves,
Sitting besides the window,
Gazing at my mother's garden,
I sip my first coffee to begin the day,
There is a flutter of emotions;
and,
adrenaline rush.
I put my feelings in the form of words,
My heart feels at peace...
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