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Poetry: Joy

by sweety

The mountains towering to the sky,
Different shades of green foliage
The birds sing a morning melody,
While the leaves prance,showering dew
The river meanders like a silver ribbon;
Through the green fields,
And then into the sunshine
Looking like a golden stream
Lilies bloom,boats sail,
This,with its own serenity
Is a feast to our eyes,
Oh! It is... flawless joy...

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