It’s Dust What I love!
When it’s on my feet, I feel, I’m in ground
When it’s on my mirror, I feel, I’m beautiful
When it’s on my Books, I feel, a friend calling
When it’s on my window pane, I feel, Sunshine wants to peep in.
When it’s on my Bed, I feel, I need some rest!
Beautiful poem! 🙂
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Thanks a lot! 🙂
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So beautiful and also so true. Love this 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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