Oct 2014
Of our old times,
We sat there,
Under a tree,
With orange leaves,
We talked about love.
We held our hands,
Walked through the summer,
Smile the brightest,
Like the sunshine,
Our heart grew stronger.
Time is limit to us,
Day turns to night,
Which follows the nature rules,
Tick-a-toe of the fallen leaves,
Wishing the time could stop.
We sat there,
Under a tree,
With orange leaves,
We talked about love.
We held our hands,
Walked through the summer,
Smile the brightest,
Like the sunshine,
Our heart grew stronger.
Time is limit to us,
Day turns to night,
Which follows the nature rules,
Tick-a-toe of the fallen leaves,
Wishing the time could stop.
I was listening to the song. The idea suddenly came to me.
(Melaka, Malaysia)
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