The waves of the sea dancing
to the crowd of yellow flowers along the shore
No wind rushing, a good day for fishing
The window of my home
speaks true and beautiful words
Sky as clear as my thoughts
Sun as warm as my blood
A cat holding its child in its mouth
(the one that was lost yesterday, and I returned back to its home)
Dogs barking, declaring themselves, the masters of their territory
(not to mention my grandmother's rooster shouting, overcoming all other barks)
What a view my home's window has to offer
What a beautiful day outside
But I have to stay inside, homework to do
But like always, I come to ask myself, really, do I?
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