Day

 

7am. Teardrops of the rain on the first spring leaves. Five slices of cucumber on a slice of rye bread.Smoke of the clouds above your head. To watch a dandelion through an  another  dandelion.Catch a smile of a passer by. Take a walk to the unknown. Hear a magical melody in my mind´s ear. . See a ladibird with 5 dots. And a some little kids picking limestones at theseaside.Rest the tired feet at the end of the day. Send telepathic love to dear people around me. Fall asleep with a calm heart knowing  that I have appreciated the gifts today gave me.

This.

Is.

My.

Kind.

Of.

Happiness.

🙂

WP_20160530_003WP_20160518_002WP_20160528_073WP_20160528_025possimidandelions point of view

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