The Loving Cage

The sheen is off the gardens ,so has the dullness befallen, while summer's may come and go, the stars may appear and disappear, I may turn grey and white ,you may cease to fascinate any longer, but be thankful to the seeds sown in the youthful summer, when others were busy in making castles of gold and diamond, you choose love, now the autumn has set in , things may wither to nothingness, but don't you worry my darling, love has no age....... Naseerrrr ~