Let our hearts have the peace,
When each day passes with ease,
There are many things that can soothe,
we have to go to them for the comfort.
The frankness of innocent kids,
The blabbering language from their mouth,
The sweetness in their smell,
The kids are the real healer of our aching mind.
The colors in the flowers and the friends,
The reassurance in the day, night and the words,
The feelings of the peacock feather on the chest,
We can laugh for a while, after the loud cry of the weep.
Great discovery of things and actions that soothe our heart. Beautiful write.
Colors in the flowers, good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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When we are glum, if we look around, we can see many many things that make us light and cheerful! A lovely write! !