When I look out the window and dream of a life
Nothing can be ever so precise
The tangy, refreshing, beautifull salt of the sea
Or the wonderful feeling of a lazy breeze
Birds sings
The trees sway
And that is what makes a beautiful day
I hope you all enjoyed the poem and to those "special people" that think I copied someone else's idea, look it up on Google!!! All rights belong to me!
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