Happiness
A tear of joy cascading my heart,
A laughter of soul after the victory,
Like the clouds floating in the sky,
Smells perfect aroma in the morning breeze,
A delicious ice cream in the hot summer days,
A warm pillows in my coldest day,
A good news after the saddest failure,
A warm hugs from a beloved,
A sweet embrace of a sound sleep,
after the week of insomia
a lullaby of mother's care,
even your too old for her.
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