As the Sun sets o’er the western hills,
Cool breeze blows through the vales,
The birds come back to their nest
The world settles for a well deserved rest…
A dream full of places, friends and relations
A kaleidoscope of colours of great God’s creations
Scenes and faces, sometimes a blur, sometimes clear
Bringing a smile onto the face at times, sometimes inciting fear….
Wake up in the morning with the first sun ray,
Dew fresh, ready for the rigours of the day.
A new beginning, new challenge and scope,
For everyone to live, bringing undying hope.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC
As the Sun sets o’er the western hills,
Cool breeze blows through the vales,
The birds come back to their nest
The world settles for a well deserved rest…
A dream full of places, friends and relations
A kaleidoscope of colours of great God’s creations
Scenes and faces, sometimes a blur, sometimes clear
Bringing a smile onto the face at times, sometimes inciting fear….
Wake up in the morning with the first sun ray,
Dew fresh, ready for the rigours of the day.
A new beginning, new challenge and scope,
For everyone to live, bringing undying hope.
