I watched some fresh green grass on a small lawn outside a pretty house today. The blades seemed in high spirits, chattering away. There was a little brook that flowed alongside. The sky was clear, with clouds, like cotton. And a bird flew with his friends.
I remember drawing this very picture in a scrapbook 2 decades ago. Somewhere along the line I lost this image only to resivisit it today and discover the sheer joy that it held.
All is happy, happy, happy.
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I think all of us drew a similar picture when we were kids. You are lucky to have gone there again :)
Be happy, happy, happy. Always.
I watched a girl I know leave everything she held dear and go chase her dream. That dream will be fulfilled and happiness will always be hers :)
kitna accha likha hai!!
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