Feel the cold breeze
Look at the dancing trees
Listen to the leaves rustling
Hey, the birds are chirping
Sky is covered with rainbows
dew drops are covering the meadows
So why not sit on the terrace
and imagine yourself in Paris?
Recall your pleasant memories
and write them as your stories
Imagine flying with your wings
I bet you’ll refresh like anything
Its a beautiful poem. very optimistic
cute and innocent feelings of a child
hats off to you
beautiful poem…. very inspiring
keep it up