Wednesday, April 8, 2015

on this delightful train

I  love to live once again
like the withered tree
shines in spring's green
and like the cuckoo sings in sheen
i love tolive once again
and to ride on this delightful train

i like tolive again like a flower
that spreads scents of fragrant shower
i prefer not to quiver at all
i wish once again to loveall.
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