Just as the deserts always keep
Their memories, which time can't sweep,
That dunes of sand are rising steep
Where once the ocean fell so deep;
The same we all forever hold
Our memory, which won't grow old,
About a man who rose so bold
To be a friend whom our hearts enfold.
Their memories, which time can't sweep,
That dunes of sand are rising steep
Where once the ocean fell so deep;
The same we all forever hold
Our memory, which won't grow old,
About a man who rose so bold
To be a friend whom our hearts enfold.
Well done, i like it. Welcome back!
ReplyDeleteThanks Runa, it's wonderful to be back :)
ReplyDeleteI see u tried it :) Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, I appreciate it! :) Of course I tried it, did you ever doubt I would? :p
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