keskiviikko 6. huhtikuuta 2016

My tracks on the sand

My tracks on the sand washes away the time
quickly away,
I guess life is not poetry
remains the only all.
Now they are comforted by
so many readers.
As comforting a friend
songs sung by moments of days.
They are ringing inside me comforting melodies.
And the light of life is sometimes
is to live the songs, and poetry
within me the strength to bearing capacity.
Those moments in life with friends,
they are the purest gold.
They do not see the eyes of Midas.
This day, and the moments of tomorrow,
have hidden the treasure box of memories of life.
They keep my gentle memories.

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