The walks facing the setting sun buries,
The pain of the day and sometime some pathos come,
As a tune or and a line or two in that tune I may sing,
On that day when to bury a pain I tried,
Sung these lines in a tune in my mind sprouted.
“You the one from view faded,
The one behind the veil of past hidden,
Oh’ glory of yours always will fill,
In the smile filled memories of those days.”.
Yeah, smile filled were those days,
Smiles given and taken in hopes and dreams,
And about those days only this I can say.
“Didn’t I waited for love,
Waited and waited and in waiting I waited,
Ah’ in through waiting birthed,
Dreams of all kinds with you.
Every dream ended with a new flower shown,
In images of your silhouette made,
A God given gift of beauty and charm,
Spreading into the depths of soul.
The full moon in dark you became,
Erasing every bit of darkness from my soul,
And in the moonlight birthed wishes,
Wishes by those moonlight kissed.
Every sense of mine filled,
With dancing scenes nature shown,
And the heart every sense filled,
With wishes seen in the light of your face.
The wishes grew green like the sprouts of spring,
And they waited for the rain to bring flowers,
But no blessing of rain came, no sign of daylight,
And for the wishes to flower no spring time given.”
When walking alone through well paved paths,
Empty hands inside pockets placed,
Searching for the reasons why wishes no spring time seen,
Once more from my mind rise my own song,
“You the one from view faded,
The one behind the veil of past hidden,
Oh’ glory of yours always will fill,
In the smile filled memories of those days.”.
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