Sometimes, happiness means spending a morning together.
You find me mushrooms, I complete the job by taking their pictures. I check them while winding through vines and roots, you remind me of slippery rocks. I show you what I think are great arts, you appreciate them even without looking at them.
Sometimes, happiness means spending a morning together.
You do the cooking job after a tiring hike, I clean the washroom room, and continue with ironing job.
Sometimes, happiness means spending a morning together in every Sunday.
