Magic of Peace
Doves soaring high in the sky.
And the cool breeze rushing by.
Leaves rustling in the air.
Beautiful flowers tucked in the hair.
Standing on a grassy plain.
No sorrows no pain.
A contented heart.
Life as sweet as a lemon tart.
Smiles all around.
Every sound a pleasant sound.
Sitting in the shade of big trees.
I feel the magic of Peace.
I feel the magic of Peace.
Copyright © Hira Zeeshan | Year Posted 2012
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