Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Life as it is.

Life as it is,
if full of bliss,
as we wait in peace,
nothing will we miss..

as the hour passes by
the little boy that cried
now learned how to fly
reaching up in the sky.

the farmer who plant,
planted because he want,
he wanted because he cant,
he cant therefore he plant..

but hope has came faster than the tide,
the waves came to give him a ride,
he stood still and let loose of his footing..
and let the calm and peaceful waves carry him..

and he smiled at the sunny rays of dawn...
glistening his face, feeling once again ..warm.. :)

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