Those Days Would Come

Surely would come those days
Of rain,
Endless;
At the midnight, still
In the moon light, Songs would start again,
you and me
Would bathe together
until our eye-balls grow red
And our heads turn green;
It's the nature who arranges everything
Slow but quicken
Have not noticed thee?

Let's start singing
Again!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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