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Things I Love

I love the smell of fresh wind.
And the colors of red roses.
I love the feeling of happiness.

That not always decomposes.
A memory I had long ago.
That to this day I don't feel foul.

I love the taste of sweet cheesecake.
A cup of juice and a breakfast pancake.
I love the way the wind blows.

The way the leaves rustle.
And the night sky shows.
Maybe his laughter or smile.

That you can listen for a while.
I love the way my pen feels in my hand when I write my poems.
Or with the feather of a hen.

One day,I'll remember today's date.
And I'll remember the happiness.
While deciding my fate.

I love it when the wind blows.
And the sun is warm during summer.
Today,I wouldn't rather be with none other.

The way I drunk hot chocolate during winter,without feeling a bummer.
Just imagine a fancy ball.
A shiny,royal hall.

On this day, a ballroom dance.
Hoping to one day take the chance.
For now,all I can do is hope.

While my life does develop.
My emotions staying and changing for a while.
At the end,I'll probably see his smile.

I love the taste of chocolate paste.
Spread on a cake,or a butter cake.
The way the sun shines on the ethereal lake.

And fish swimmed in the pond.
I'll remember this day,hopefully for very long.
Whether I spend it with someone or alone.

At the end,I'll be on my throne.
I may hear his voice.
Take a bubble bath  filled with foam.

I will remember this special day.
By someone far away.
One day,I'll get a bouquet of roses.

And I will light up and shine.
Brighter than the sunlight.
And a happiness all mine.

Sometimes,I can't help but look at the passing time.
And how this one of a kind joy came with time.
Of course,things start out small.

But I'll always remember the lore.
So let me imagine the perfect day.
And the memory will never go away.

I remember when we were kids and used to play.
One day,it will be this one special day.
As time went by fast.

But memories will always last.
Written by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
Published
Author's Note
A poem about the things I love and am grateful for.
""For this very special day.
I hope you enjoy and read away.
I know it isn't much.
But I hope it offers comforting touch.""
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