(my childhood poem)
Native air is mighty
mighter than the sea
he contents my breath
from nature’s life
brings comfort
in twice delight
I hear murmuring leaves
from tress, the shade-giver
fresh fume and scent they offer
showered by native air
days of life
will pass away
even how we use to care
in ephemeral moments
live happily
breath native air
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