Aurora Borealis
In the windy evening,
Now I sit alone on the large icy land and
watches the beauteous Aurora Borealis.
It reminds me of her every time.
It shifts and dances breaking forth,
Its miraculous lights decorates the heaven
in its many different colours and shapes.
What a glorious wonder to my eyes.
She comes only once in a year.
We sit on the hill and praises each other
whilst enjoying the Aurora Borealis.
But the day she goes, I cry all night.
I wait desperately for the next year to arrive;
And when she comes, my heart reaches over the moon;
She comes to me, wipes my tears of joy
and gives my soul rest in her warm arms.
This place is a dream for all,
But for me somehow it's still unfulfilled
because she is not here sitting by
me resting her head on my shoulder.
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Date - 27th October 2016
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