Can you hear them rustling
their summer secrets
in to the new autumn breeze
Them secrets of full
seasons
throbbing the outer walls
of one’s mind
For, come winter
you’ll need peace of
mind
to sleep
till the shoots of new hope
next spring
likes very much. Jaliya very nice!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteKind of hibernation of secrets, huh!:)
ReplyDeletehenryblogwalker (මට භිතෙන හැටි) the Dude (HeyDude)