BEAUTIFUL DAYS

BEAUTIFUL DAYS

That was when the kings drunk in their golden cups
When the flashed dream came as a reality
And his mother called him a hero
Where his first help came at the right moment
And as he just wanted it was given
Where each seconds provide a hope to dive through
Leaving man to laugh, laugh and laugh again
And that is what all heart might want probably
But dear it comes after the taste of sweet salt
So when it finally lands, there can be a good combination
Life has many in stocks but few to exhibit
As walks slowly to print them in our life
We hate it for ever, yes, some
Forgetting such has to happen
To tell us the other side of their nets
Such is life

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