A Fragrance of Happiness
On the hill top
I woke up with a cold breeze on my face,
The sun stood up
With one more blissful day
There was a fragrance of happiness
which would never be sick although it want to be
The bliss which we receive
by the nature
Should always be protected
It was hasy
It was misty
Which makes my mind more squirally
I wish I could live here forever
But it's time to go back to my chrome.
Copyright © Mrigakshi Agrawal | Year Posted 2020
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