Tender and soft your words are,
We made a fight but settle down, Under the umbrella of a hairy haired tree,
Tightly close you hold me in,
Through my nose, i sense fragance of our love,
Where mind plays the tape of past,
Never expect a little story rolling,
When we're on 19th age,
Its you, my first,
Made a life in a shelter ,
That was our 20th year,
Under the beautiful sun,
We rested,
Saw them chasing around as the air filled with laughter,
Contented we are,
No thousand miles would we count,
But infinity fixed heart we found,
No particular files to keep for our fragance,
Yes, we settle down now,
On our 60th life,
Where our routine are not much to say,
Wheelchair and weak legs we own,
To carry on walking,
But never been hard for we destined together.
Hello and hey. Do comment and sorry for any grammatical errors. I do this for leisure and I hope you guys love it. It came out of nowhere.
YOU ARE READING
Words Of Emotions
PoetryThese empty spaces cater a wonderful place for me to share and love my hobby. Whatever written are originally from my own fingertips. I have a bit of problem with grammar and others in English, do forgive me.
