I found it yesterday while rummaging through my notebook. It has gone old with time but makes me wonder if I am still this hopeful as I was a few years back.
Death is the Part of Life, Just as the night of the day The dead leaves some fading footprints on the sand And the life seems temporarily going farther away Mama, what requires us to learn this distance game?
My child the change as it brings in the bay, The lush green, yellow, brown and it falls Poor crumples kissing their graves clay Mingling, withering and fighting alone in the gay
You can watch this deadly decay by September, The new green babies then come again in March, April and May What they only say is… Life goes on and it grows again