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Saturday, June 21, 2014

Sleep that hits the eyes
When the shadows of the past go by
The music he played, the melodies he wrote
The musician he was, the dreams he lived
All for the joy, all for the love,
The dreamy eyes, the fiery gaze
The drunken love, the non existent smile
The stories that were told, the hopes that were made
Togther is a promise for ever
Not you,not me,both of us for eternity
The fall of seasons and the change of hues
Welcomed the unwanted visitor of fate
And when sleep comes again and so
The teary eyed lass still lays so.

1 comment:

  1. I came here by indiblogger, i am pretty happy to know you are from my state. Sister you are a wonderful writer :)