The fountain flow
Water splashing glow
Droplets of white
The girl throws
Pebble stones into it
Wishing herself a merry day
The ripples drawing out
Reaching to the other side
She stares with her eyes
“A penny for your thought?”
“I just wish life can be so easy
Without so much hassles and trappings”
“It has to be this way
Else it will become boring!
Living will have no meaning”
The soft breeze whirring
Around her ears she listens
The echo of ringing lives
The morning rays
It's golden beams crafted beautifully
On the water the fountain brushes it
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