Hello, Hiveans
I will like to share my thought in form of a poem
Hope you will like it.
Oh, down the axle I wander
Lonely I am on the road
In thought, I swim
Buried in thinking
Suddenly, I met a garden
Full of roses 馃尮 and ornaments
I quickly rushed
Little I sat but was overjoyed by
The comfort of the garden.
Not long, a bird flew
Patched on the garden,
What a melodious voice I heard
My heart filled with the happiness
Oh, I have found a comfort
My soul will be at rest, and my heart sing.
Life is like a garden full of 馃尮, early in the morning, it rises with its beauty but by the appearance of light, ot weather, but is still the garden.
Most times, u derive joy from the things that come with life, that is how birds make the garden nice to be
Once in a while visit a garden and enjoy the sweetest part of comfort.
Thanks for reading.
