The Place to be...
Where Rivers Sing
And Nature smiles
Where Forests sprawl
Over Silver Miles
Where Bridges rise
To meet the Land
And Trees stand by
Just holding hands
Where Sunshine plays
With the Chirping Birds
And Silence speaks
Without being heard
Where time stands still
For You and Me
Oh Longing Heart
That's the place to Be!
Mahim Ali, Prisms
This poem is about:
Me
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