Day Dream

At the edge of the forest,
lived a man named Boris,
who waking up early that day;
for in his head popped a song,
with which the birds would sing along;
while he on his fiddle would play;
so with a heart upbeat,
he jumped to his feet
and searched for his paper and pen;
for his heart was whispering secrets, of his new found love for Gwen.

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Comments
There's a sense of waif-like wonderment in your writing...tales of ordinary people seemingly on the cusp of finding joy in their lives.
Really quite a joy to read.
Welcome to Cosmofunnel.
J ;)
Thanks for your comment and thanks for overcoming my bad grammar and spelling mistakes.
;-) back at ya