It's Fine

It's Fine

If Sun does not always ray,
O'er the roses of my day,
I know it's fine and it's okay,
For sunlight to go away.

Now if my roses of bright red,
Dont always bloom at garden bed,
I know it's fine and it's alright ,
Roses don't always stay so bright.

So I guess, it's completely fine,
For the smile of you and mine,
Sometimes to hide, and fade away
Through a black night, or a tough day.

© Ziad Dib Jreige