When observing silence dancing in and around me like a ballet performer
When sleeping on a tune played by the raindrops at night
When learnt to cuddle loneliness and enjoy solitude
When panting heavily on strolls in the village and smiling at the children pass by
When fascinatingly admiring the old wooden houses to make home someday
When taking a nap on the terrace, looking at the magnificent waterfall and helicopters pass by
When sleeping under the stars and watching some crazy movements at 3 AM in the sky
When cold brushing your nose gives a cheeky blush
When feet never get warm despite of heater and double socks
When the night is gifted with a blanket of snow
Children sledge, scream and shout in the morning
And I, make a hot cup of coffee, watch, write or rhyme at home.
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