At dusk time time, the sun set, <br />When the sky covers a blanket of red, <br />The sun melts into the ocean, <br />Giving way to the moon on the cloudy cusion, <br />The stars join the party, <br />And the planets get naughty, <br />With this scenery the tension relieves, <br />When the moon peeps through the coconut leaves, <br />At this time I start to wonder, <br />The bare truth thet lies deep under, <br />That, happiness cannot be bought, <br />Can neither be trapped nor caught, <br />It is not a contract or a deal, <br />But a thing one should feel, <br />The joys of life are hidden in small things, <br />No one knows the happiness a tiny moment brings, <br />The slightest of a gesture of love, <br />Takes us to the seventh heaven and above, <br />All the riches in the world cannot buy the joy, <br />Of the memories attached with a broken toy, <br />These are the things that make life beautiful, <br />Lived once and remembered always as wonderful! ! !<br /><br />shreya koppaka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joys-of-life/
