The sight of green meadow,
Flowers blooming and birds chirping
The clear blue sky and calming wind,
Each moment grasped to perfection,
Little droplets begin to come by,
Heavy shower brings forth the dew,
The child within begins to play,
Appreciating time with you around,
Sparks going around, time worth spent
Only to end through the fading rain,
Fogs come by to call you away.
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