The horizon, a defining line
of clear blue skies above
and golden paddy fields below.
Straw-hatted women, their skin
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Thank you, Cigeng. Yes, happiness is a song, for some, it is yet to be sung, and for the fortunate, everyday is a song.
Enjoyed your poem! I rate a 10.
Thank you for your kind words. Glad you like it.