Sound on the window
Falling soft and light
With pleasant breeze
Embracing with smile
Singing lullaby
And pluviophilic me
Wednesday, 17 June 2020
Monday, 15 June 2020
sleep
Early to bed early to rise
Makes a person healthy, wealthy and wise
Was the doctrine high
Presuming fly to land of dreams
Wishing to forget worries and trouble
Ends tossing and turning all night
While in the bed I sprawl
Closing the eyes in despair
Is it the sleep I wish to know?
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