Being a Happy Soul
I forgot how it felt being a happy soul
soaring above clouds and look down
with wander, not being a bit afraid to fall:
that's how it feels holding you again!
Sadness can break strong hearts in two,
happiness is found in those eyes that charm and woo;
boy, give her all she needs to survive...
boy, breath and heartbeat can help her to stay alive!
I recall a time when all was a joyful loud laughter...
chasing pretty butterflies in golden cornfields,
and falling down I kissed you, adorable princess;
suddenly, you wanted more and squeezed me tighter!
I forgot how it felt being a happy soul
soaring up without any wings and explore the unknown;
we can relive that innocent time and roll
on the sun-lit grass with a wide smile to greet the dawn!
Written on 4/16/2017
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