Stay glued to glee

Beaming with glee,
from the conference room
which had white walls, 
white chairs and white tables
I walked out of the door, 
and ran to the sunny garden
green maple leaves all shattered
with green benches, green grass

All I wanted was to rush to your arms
Kiss your lips fondly
and whisper to you that…

“Life is hope
Hope and Wait
Said the count is it not?
Decades and Decades ago”
“Stay glued to the glee
Says the white butterfly
Decades and Decades after”

I sat on the green bench
my mind pure as a white snow
And wrote this poem

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