Friday, January 18, 2019

Flow

As the flowers grow,
And the river flows,
I continuously think of you,
And my day turns bright blue,

The sun shines,
And time rewinds,
And my dreams become a reality,
As we hold hands tenderly ,

Heaven has no time limit,
As we flow together in it,
Life seems to go on,
But your spirit is with me when im gone.

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