

This is my creation: C
The fragrance of rainy leaves come my way
giving me the life for today
I wake up from my sleepy bed
And open my night curtains shaded in red

A breeze of fresh air runs into my nose
Cold breeze of rain drops,I almost froze

I grab my cup of milk
Walking towards the dewy grass just like silk
Sitting on my lawn grass, fresh with the dew
I begin my morning with a rainy winter view
Clouds drowned in the colors of grey
Smell of sweet wet mud and clay
That's as beautiful as I say

The morning of a rosy day
Slowly the yellow sun rays fall
Making everything fresh as they crawl
Everything is so sweet and sound
Like the beautiful heaven wants to come down
The clip-clap of leaves singing
With the wind in this morning
Its impossible to be sad today
Because even God wishes us to be happy and gay
As I walk on the wet mud
My steps become so tender and soft,like a flower bud
I wish I could thank Thee
The creator of this rainy winter morning, that I see.
That's as beautiful as I say
The morning of a rosy day
Making everything fresh as they crawl
Everything is so sweet and sound
Like the beautiful heaven wants to come down
The clip-clap of leaves singing
With the wind in this morningIts impossible to be sad today
Because even God wishes us to be happy and gay
As I walk on the wet mud
My steps become so tender and soft,like a flower bud
I wish I could thank Thee
The creator of this rainy winter morning, that I see.
That's as beautiful as I say
The morning of a rosy day


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