As I hold a pen and paper
I write my words of regret
About the things I should have said
And those I ought to forget
Your radiant smiles
Your woeful cries
They are more beautiful
Than any girl who tries
For fear will come and go
And sadness will one day cease
But the sound of your laughter
Will stay warm like summer breeze
Author's note:
This is dedicated to a friend of mine.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Fall
PoesíaAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
