She's like a sweet summer morning,
I love to feel it's breeze,
Reminiscent of how she wins you over with ease
The sunshine reminds me of that radiant smile,
And the early hour reminded me of that innocence of a child
I'm certain that the fresh grass borrowed the sweet smell from her hair,
And the chirping birds and the blooming flowers reassure me of that same care,
And then comes the fun,frolic,and mischief of the little ones,
Their collective joyous sounds echo her laughter,
Giving me hope for this world and the hereafter.
-ABBAS.
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