domingo, septiembre 16, 2012
a very little rainbow
We will meet again,
Someday,
Perhaps,
Perhaps,
I Hope so.
You will be taking a stroll by anywhere,
I will follow you without even saying Hi.
I will follow you without even saying Hi.
There will be no flowers in our way,
And very possibly will be raining also.
But,
Who will care?
Who will care?
We have to realise at some point:
Rain is not fire falling from the sky just yet;
And Our Time's Rainbow has a new meaning,
A pretty much more human one.
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