We only live once and therefore we ought to live it to the best that we can. like time it flies so fast and before we know it, it is already twilight. it signals the end of the day. Tomorrow is another time…. man is like that, at an early age, most of his life is wasted only to find out it is too late for him to recover the lost time….
at daybreak…
the bells toll
music is played
a dream is born.
at harvest…
the birds sing
the spoil is great
a feast is laid.
at heydays…
the tempest comes
the wind howls
a mother bleeds.
at sunset…
petals wilt
butterflies scorn
a dream has died.
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