Tiny little pictures,that is all l had first.
And gave birth to all sweet mixed thoughts.
Without no rhyme to the hymns that planges in beautiful rhythms.
I told myself,listening to my fate,that l wouldn't be the same.
Since l hold an affection to a sister,whom l walked the same path in a distance,that l'd with no doubt believe my feet essentially testifies of the prints for days, l tracked on.
In every turn up in these pages,there lies a new stories in every chapter.
I smiled through the zebra cross,just to fit in the colourful scenery.
The-forth-in-ten drove me closer to the perfectly crafted creature,
''Seek light of the journey to wisdom and infinite''.
Incredibly happy,l felt, when l got to the spot l nearly called home.
For just being there,it reminded me of the tight embrace and the kiss that quickly broke.
That may look hard ,but it ignited so high affection.You'd panic if you finds we hanged once of all the seasons.
It works for a reason,with our string that stretches in the air.
We'll even get better ;if we stay true to our little secret,
If we impress our young shadows.
