I stand before the vast ocean
that spans decades,
Basking in the warmth of the sun,
the winds blowing through my hair
Feet slipping deep into the grainy...
In Pal*****e, where olive groves run deep,
Resides a grove of resilience, secrets to keep.
Each tree, a silent storyteller of old,
Watches the dwellers' tales unfold.
Now...
As I gaze upon your captivating sight,
My spirit soars to new heights of delight.
Pale flowers bloom, their colours ignite,
A verdant green, a soothing balm...