Sunset could Be a Sunrise

Wed, 01/28/2015 - 20:49 -- nilma21

 Rooftop sightseeing,

 while the sun goes down.

  Makes my heart starts to ponder,

 as the bird reaches it's high,

 and the breeze of the wind embraces me,

 then makes me feel the essence of positivity.

 For even they are not here with me,

 they let me rest like sunset,

 and caress me like wind,

  to pursue a new happy life,

 for tomorrow's another day. 


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