Memory
Moonlight,
In the middle of a cold night,
All alone in silence,
Brings back memory,
Of the happy days with you.
Starlight,
seemed so distant in the night sky,
But each one of them,
are my many happy memory of you,
That warms up my cold heart.
Twilight,
It appeared after a dark night,
And so is the bright sunlight and busy day,
No matter how hard I try to run away,
When silent nights returned,
Memory will visit again and again.
poem by Desert Life
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