I asked the sun
Why does it comes out every morning
And set down on the evenings
With so many beautiful colors,
It just smiled at me and the whole world smiled
I asked the sea about its glittering dress.
The sea called a wind and together they sang
A touching song
About the pearls, and traveling tears.
I asked flowers about the well
Where they take their beautiful smell from
They blushed and pointed out
At the library
"Read! Everything is there."
Now I ask the time, to stop for a while
Just for a moment, for a few minutes
So I could be with you
Because beauty does not dwell in frames
But within the picture i want to know.
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