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With Happiness.

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With happiness,

A bird sings its songs.

With happiness,

All rest along.

With happiness,

The day begins.

With happiness,

The sun sets again.

With happiness,

A child calls out to his mother.

With happiness,

A flower blooms.

With happiness,

The light spreads.

The happiness,

The food is made.

With happiness,

All play tic-tac-toe.

With happiness,

The world goes around,

With happiness,

Go to bed while singing a song.

With happiness,

Happiness begins,

But are you truly happy?

It’s unknown and unseen,

But the light of happiness,

In your heart,

Is lighted,

And if kindled,

All happiness,

May and surely begin.

Adios!

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I Got Up Early This Morning.

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I got up early this morning,

And made our bread.

It was plain and simple,

Without any spread.

The bread tasted marvellous and nice.

So did the butter.

Thus, the early mornings are beautiful,

For they help us make our bread and butter.

And guides us all to live better and happier.

Adios!

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The Sea Changes.

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The sea changes,

So do waves.

It’s all multitudinal,

Despite the caves.

The sea changes,

The fishes are washed ashore.

The clams are caught,

So are the lobsters.

The fishermen’s day is made.

And they can have a big break

May they find their lucky star,

So that the sea can make more and more waves.

The sea changes,

Going to the another of the sea world.

The sun rays glorify it,

By going all across,

The huge and mighty sea.

The sea changes,

Many get their food.

The day remains as beautiful as ever.

Just watch and see the tides,

As they roll over and over.

And in the end it’s all green and blue.

Adios!

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I Have Seen.

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I have seen my children all alone.

I have seen my mother all alone.

I have seen my father all alone,

And tense over the economy.

Breaking his head over the fact,

That how to manage it all?

I have seen my maternal grandfather,

Standing strong and tall,

Standing up for the family,

Standing up for my parents.

But, I can’t see myself.

Infront of a mirror,

I can’t stand always.

There are so many thoughts,

So much brightness,

And so much darkness,

That it’s all murky,

To what it all stands so far.

The hue to which it all goes,

Is a colour,

Which is known yet unknown.

I see it all,

But I can’t see myself.

But I have seen,

The pain which we all have endured.

For it isn’t subtle,

Neither is gain,

And nor is pain.

Adios!

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An Envelope.

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An envelope is a wonder.

And it’s a miracle that it exists even today!

Oh! What for do we all need it?

When everything is digital these days?

An envelope,

Is a miracle.

It brings back memories,

It brings back hope,

Just like the old golden days,

It contains a lot of truth.

An envelope,

Reminds me of my maternal grandmother,

For she was and is my only light,

Who glows with an eternal might.

An envelope,

Is a friend from the old days.

Simply take one in your hand and feel it,

And to put a letter in it,

Gives a happiness,

Which can only be felt,

But can’t be said.

Adios!