In a tidy little corner, where I sit and spend some time
There is evidence of happiness, that I like to think is mine
On a warm and sultry evening, I can watch the night time sky
And hear the wind blow through the trees, as evening passes by
Every man wants his own corner to sit, watch and contemplate in his privacy. This brings him comfort and relief as you have rightly said: There is evidence of happiness, that I like to think is mine
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Truly, such a place is full of grace, a bounty of God, and man likes to take the pleasure