She could feel joy watching leaves blowing in the breeze.
She could feel joy watching birds chirping in the trees.
She could feel joy watching the river flow.
She could feel joy seeing the clouds put on a show.
She could feel joy watching a flower bud.
She could feel joy caressing her boyfriend and drinking some suds.
You had me until that last line. What are suds? Beer? Anyway, I enjoyed this poem of joy! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joy of a girl beautifully written