In a quiet corner of the bustling town,
Where whispers of the city slow down,
I find a room with a door ajar,
A hidden gem, a dazzling star.
The lobby’s warmth, a soft embrace,
A hint of magic in the space,
As I cross the threshold, eyes wide,
A world of wonders does abide.
Soft linens glimmer in the light,
A tranquil haven from the night,
A note upon the bed, so neat,
A welcome surprise, a sweet treat.
The view beyond, a canvas bright,
Paints the evening in hues of light,
With every detail, charm’s revealed,
A surprise in every corner concealed.
In this hotel’s quiet grace,
I find a moment, a sacred place,
A gentle pause, a serene affair,
Where surprises whisper, “We care.
©twisha ray
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