Childish Days
Childish days who like to play:
All in love, and kissing time away.
On Monday, if we start to meet,
I bring the moon to your feet.
But, Tuesday, as people often say,
It faster moves from pink to gray.
So, if I somehow stole a kiss from you
It's good and wise to get me back a few.
This way, we may escape from dangers a lot
As Wednesday knows the kisses` secret plot.
Thursday near our tree, we found a star,
And dream to rest for ever as we are.
Then, in secret silver forest if we walk,
On Fairy`s Friday, all the neighbors talk.
Perhaps it`s better our date on Saturday:
Enjoying days, with love story for matinee.
Sunday in the church, One spirit talks:
Enjoy Corinthians 13, for happy folks.
Copyright © Ovidiu Bocsa | Year Posted 2018
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