From this gray surroundings
You can't change me.
As much swate and labour
There is hidden my free laughing.
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This is a fine little poem. I suspect that English is not your first language, but you did a good job of creating a lasting image.
Where there is only green The old trees Let me go there.... Let me go there Where lies beauty ambiance...so it's greenery day. Thank-you for your comments.