#Iwonder.
Standing on the high hill,
down below in the east
I could see the lily Valley
And the little cottage beside it.
The chimney producing grey cotton,
maybe a meal is produced I wonder.

Standing on the high hill,
down below in the west
I could see trees like fey,
Like the natural beauty portrait.
Birds chirping in harmonic imitations,
maybe a Robin chirping I wonder.

As I stood on the high hill,
I look all around below
Then looking up high up,
Blue sky fills with cotton clouds.
I thought of its creator
maybe, It's worth living I smiled

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May be an ant too Wishes sometimes to view the world from the sky.
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