Playground
"The Echoes of Happiness Leave Lasting Stains"
Beneath the azure sky, where dreams take flight,
There lies a realm of joy, bathed in sunlight.
A playground of laughter, where innocence reigns,
And the echoes of happiness leave lasting stains.
In the merry-go-round's spin and the swings' sway,
Children find freedom in their play.
With sand between their toes and laughter in their eyes,
They chase after butterflies, beneath cerulean skies.
In the playground's embrace, time stands still,
As imaginations soar and hearts thrill.
For here, in this haven of wonder and delight,
Every moment is precious, every memory bright.
In this playground of dreams, where love is found.
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Isra Saleem
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