The sky is clear
And the dew had dry
The breeze blew gently
On our tender skin
Dries our tears
That we shed through the night.
The sun is out
Smiling at us
To go through the day
O, please don't change your mood
And scorch our skin
To make us early weary
The sun has gone to sleep
And the stars shining bright in the sky
And the moon married to them all
Make us happy
But yet we think of the night
Are our tears over?
We go to rest
With hope it has end
Just to see
There are tears left
But there comes a time
It would be joy, when we go to rest.
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Author:
Akinsola Akinbiyi (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: May 10th, 2019 16:30
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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