Sunday, November 8, 2009

not to be forgotten

The sky is getting dark now
Voices of children playing get less crowded
Time to return home
As the sun is set to rest for this part of world

Staring up at the soft grey sky
Knowing a wish is not mine today
Hoping a bright fullmoon to appear
Light my way to a peacefull sleep

A lesson is mine
From all others, this one stay to keep me awake
Not to be forgotten
So long the heart keeps beating

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