someday

someday we're not going to , admire the curvy roads, we will be admired in our straight graves. someday the melodious sounds of birds will fade away we will be left to drown in a forever silence someday the standing trees would give way, Giving way for your own space amongst them someday our smiles or sadness shall be encoded, shaped and fixed in a stagnant look someday , we shall not see someday.