My Room



MY ROOM

My room is not just a room,
It's my garden in which I bloom...! 
My dreams grow here,
and worries disappear...!
My day begins with a sense of hope,
My night comes with beautiful dreams of fulfillment ...!
Books provide me with new information,
Ink helps to write down all my experience.
My window brings a fresh breath of air,
Letting it fly all over my hair
I feel extremely delighted to write this, sitting in my sweet spot light-hearted...!

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