It is very quiet and bright.
The peace feels so right.
My heart felt at peace.
The worries all cease.
I hold myself very tight,
Cos’ the sky is a pretty sight.
My lips crave for kiss.
My honey I sure miss.
To stand takes all might.
The ambience wins the fight.
It taunts with its tease.
My dress suffers the crease.
Your color is grayish white.
The kids can also fly their kite.
Everything is a perfect mix,
It’s the medley with a perfect fix.