I laid down beside the lake,
enjoyed the storytelling by the clouds,
When the sunset came,
the sunlight flickered
in between the tree branches,
The birds returned home
with curiousness to explore the World tomorrow,
And I waited there until the sky turned into purplish hue.
Last Bench Donkey Poetry 
Beautiful 🧡
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Thank you.💖😊
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You’re welcome 🌷
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