The soft moving breeze,
the soothing noise of the water flowing,
with a light brume to beautify it more and more,
we lived the best of us.
We reminisced our childhood and planned our future.
Certainly, we might not run into such a slot again,
but I believe, each time we'll remember this day,
we'll have that twinkle on our face,
even if we are together or apart.
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Musing
PoetryRandom musing about things I come across and put my thoughts into words to beautify it more and more.