My Own Happiness Poem by Hana 1225
My Own Happiness
When I realize it
I'm always alone
I don't really mind it
Boredom? There is no more
Sitting on the fences
Swaying my legs
There is fear
But also something dear
Singing carelessly
No one mind
Enjoying the wind
Caressing my skin
Looking at the flowers bellow
Dancing, accompanying my head bobbing
Watching the skies and the clouds traveling
I'd sing with no one scolding
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4/29/2024 2:16:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
enjoyed the poem and a realistic write ...............