I rejoice those tiny raindrops and petrichor,
It brings me back the childhood which the world says is over;
But they tend to be unaware,
that it's not until one knows how to refurbish the moment.
I rejoice those tiny laugh at small things Because I feel it,
Not because I can understand it but because I'm still alive;
Not just to interact, but alive at my heart;
As I wish to explore more, the life I have not yet.
It's a bliss, the life which gives me an ecstasy everyday
And the one which I don't have yet for which I shall strive;
Because for every step closer to you I feel the rapture.
Which is why I shall come to you an astonishment,
But it's me who at the moment might be so.
It brings me back the childhood which the world says is over;
But they tend to be unaware,
that it's not until one knows how to refurbish the moment.
I rejoice those tiny laugh at small things Because I feel it,Not because I can understand it but because I'm still alive;
Not just to interact, but alive at my heart;
As I wish to explore more, the life I have not yet.
It's a bliss, the life which gives me an ecstasy everyday
And the one which I don't have yet for which I shall strive;
Because for every step closer to you I feel the rapture.
Which is why I shall come to you an astonishment,
But it's me who at the moment might be so.
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