XIEJIANFA | 2006-10-29 17:29:21
As the glistening pearls cling onto the grass blades, Sadly to night farewell she bades.An aura of uncertainty arises, As she faces a wave of unending surprises.What a new day can bring,What new songs she could sing. Dresses herself in morning mists, Orioles warble and silence begins to cease. The earth is alive once more.( A poem for you ) |