This origami stands still,
But time flys quickly.
Bills appearing to crack us apart,
While our family loves tenderly.
As memories were lived happily,
Parcles are packed patheticly.
And the suitcase longing to travel,
Hopefully one thing will never change.
Our love will never grow dry,
This origami stands still.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
This origami stands still,
But time flys quickly.
Bills appearing to crack us apart,
While our family loves tenderly.
As memories were lived happily,
Parcles are packed patheticly.
And the suitcase longing to travel,
Hopefully one thing will never change.
Our love will never grow dry,
This origami stands still.
