Blissful Success

On Sunday morning, Linen candles burn

White wine and ocean breeze through open windows

Fruits of the freshest and crystal chandeliers turn

Silk clothing made for Gods

Doves sing a beautiful song

Ringing through the ear, sounding like applauds

Heart filled with joy and once you learn

Success is Blissful and On Sunday,

Linen candles burn

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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