Those days we wish for.

​In cloudy ardour,

They conversed so pure,

It gave them such pleasure,

To discover this treasure,

So disciplined and just,

Impatient and without a fuss.
Who knew what they had?

Peaceful and so glad,

Came upon rain,

They knew no pain.

Their hearts were one,

Jealousy they shun.
A little town it seemed,

Bright light down – beamed,

A white wedding like snow,

It opened many a door,

Opportunities at hand,

Had children like sand.
They knew no boundaries,

Little feet like sea breeze,

Simplifying life’s big deeds,

Removing ruining weeds,

Selflessly at ease!

Pleasant life we’re pleased. 


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