i have seen the first dropp of rain,
in the dry hotest, desert plain.
i have seen the eyes full of pain,
when soldier left their home with fain.
i have seen the time of spring,
when colours, fragrance & blossoms are bring.
i have seen the blue, the fresh, the ever sea,
and also green caterpiller in the pea.
i have seen the pure pearl in the shell,
and also beautifull incient temple made of skill.
but the most beautifull & lovelist thing of the world,
is the eyes, voice & smile of my beloved mother.
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