It really is the simple things of life that give us most pleasure,
A cup of coffee to savor in the morning,
An evening's pleasant walk in early summer.
Does anything compare to a baby's laugh?
Is any song more moving than the crash of ocean waves?
Give me the whisper of forest ferns,
The dance of afternoon rains,
Lest I forget wonder amidst this urban scape.
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