Life is Beautiful!

She waited for him in her hut

Her eyes scanned the wayside for his face

When she knew he's gone for good

She sensed their past blowing her down

She grabbed her journal 

And ran to her dear spot

To pour out her heart

Through the ink to the page

Man of the mansion had raised a big wall

For little people, if climbed up, to fall

She bit her lips tight to stop tears flow

She knew it is futile to write the junk down

A tiny petite girl with flowers born this morn

Made a lovely sight by the wayside near

The sun and the sky, the flowers and birds 

Announced the new start on a new born day

Her journal filled with nature so pure

Colours splashed on the page instead of tears

An otherwise tearful day had changed

To a heavenly cheerful day of hope

Life is to hop and to jump and to fall

Again to get up in laughter and glee

Never to be trapped in the web of our thoughts

Ever to find love in our little world around