felt the wind touched my hand
Leaves falling from tree to land
Unpaved road of dirt and stone
Grasses sings a soft, gentle tone
I walked barefooted, on the road side
Waiting for a friendly ride
Then I saw from far ahead
An old white house with roof of red
The house is lonely, windows of broken glass
It stood at the middle of the sea of grass
As the wind blew its frail body
i hear a silent cry, sad and eerie
I walked through the path of stone and mud
Minding not the tired feet that i have
Curious of what a lovely house this must have been
And what stories of life it might have seen
I stepped on the deck, wood creaked as i land
birds are chirping, as if watching every strand
Of my step as i enter the house of white
Showered with tiny beams of light.
Nothing of any matter was insight
Just a hollow space of dust and light
A door at the back creaked as the wind blew
i step closer, then, i saw a view
The view was spectacular, nothing I have seen
A heaven on earth this may seem
The sun was peaking through the mountains
Orange grass swaying in the bed of plains
I stepped outside as if the air
was pushing me on to something that's not there
I walked on as if a child for the first time
walked like i never walked, run like the earth was mine
then i looked back and saw the house of white
so this everyday what he sees looks like
I thought, the house was never really lonely
Just seeing this place, can make you happy.
-End-
The things in life that you like to get
are never really the ones you needed
happiness is found when you stop looking for it
and look behind to what really is worth it.
Contentment is always with us, we just don't notice it
But if we start to realize what we have and be thankful for it,
We can be happy and optimistic
Dream if you would, just don't forget to be realistic
It's all in the power of the mind
the secret to living a happy life is just behind
yourself, a true person with a kind heart
Not what they thought of you from the start
i always believed that everything has a reason
but don't blame anyone, if your life becomes hell risen
Cause the mistakes that comes to your life
is because of the choices you decide.
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