Wednesday, March 14, 2018


When raindrops become teardrops
The sky sheds its sorrow
Let us embrace a new Sun
Leave sigh on the morrow

Reach high the gilded lily
In a field of wishes
Dewdrops have gently fallen
Evening’s reminisces

Golden heat to keep us warm
And thaw our frozen hearts
Gentle rains caressing us
To melt away our dark


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