14 February 2012


each day passes by..
each hour went and fly..
each minute circle ties..
with each second ticks with cry..

it seems years have swept away..
yet my mind, held me at bay..
it seem yesterday, one still young to lay..
yet today, its my right to pay..

how i wonder on what i could remember..
when things were easy for the hands to reach over..
the clouds were once within one sight to see..
gloomed by the thunders that run in flee..

the butterflies  flew in symphony..
upon all flowers for them to peak..
no wings to let me join in harmony..
shadows below awaits to be seek..

-pen off-

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