Time To Go
Time to go but I don't want to
Shredding paper is heard
A tap on the window, is it you?
Or maybe it's a bird.
Happy faces at the door
A song that I don't know
When will I find something more?
Time is passing slow.
Waves crash like opulent lives
A boat is seen above
Starry wishes fill the skies
Is it hate or is it love?
Copyright © Sarah Furbank | Year Posted 2011
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