I liked how my own footprints
left in every grain of sun glittered sand
as I walked through the never ending shore
and the gentle waves I adore.
I was amazed by the yellow horizon
stretched as far as I can see
But the night clouds has started to roll in
and my footsteps were gradually disappearing.
The perfect day has come to its end
as the wind played to a different direction,
Just like the birds
gone flee from their nests
I headed home and took a rest
I may forget the actual date
but I still remember that perfect moment.
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 4:17 PM UTC
I liked how my own footprints
left in every grain of sun glittered sand
as I walked through the never ending shore
and the gentle waves I adore.
I was amazed by the yellow horizon
stretched as far as I can see
But the night clouds has started to roll in
and my footsteps were gradually disappearing.
The perfect day has come to its end
as the wind played to a different direction,
Just like the birds
gone flee from their nests
I headed home and took a rest
I may forget the actual date
but I still remember that perfect moment.
