Awake to the sound of birds singing,
Breakfast to the hymns of children,
To work under the bluest blue,
Tea under the trees,
Lunch with friends,
Every problem solves itself,
The sun sets in a pretty pink,
Ride home to dinner
and a comfortable bed.
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Wow… reminded me of the Fairytale World days that I thought is possible if only I earn money… and now 7 years of earning.. cant even see a lil glimpse of this world.. Wonderful write up.. refreshes my memory of the reason I started working! (Y)-- Thumbs up :-)
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