Parallel World I

In a world parallel to ours, Where the apples of hope grow in the sky, And people live in peace and prosperity, With love and harmony all around.   The young ones gather in the parties, To talk and laugh with wine in hand, And the air is filled with the sweet aroma, Of the wine and the freedom-loving bird.   The bird sings a song of hope and sky, And the people listen with joy and awe, As they hold the yellow bird in their arms, Feeling its feathers, soft and warm.   In this world, there's no pain or sorrow, Just love and harmony everywhere, And the people live their lives with meaning, With happiness and hope in the air.   So, is there a parallel world like this? Perhaps it's just a dream or fantasy, But if we hold onto hope and love, Maybe this world can become a reality.