
The burning sun is going to set soon.
Slowly replaced by the star and the moon.
All the flame of yesterday is slowly burning away.
No matter how much I want it to stay.

I expected to walk this long walk home alone,
beaten road scattered with pebbles and stone.
But along the way I found a few walking the same road.
giving a hand lifting this load.

Gone are the joy of yesterdays.
fun and laughter and all of those craze.
drifting away like clouds in the skies.
One by one we say our goodbyes.
Yet, in the end the sun must come down.
But please whatever happens never ever frown,
hold your head up high,
because tomorrow the sun will return to the sky xD
p/s: I know it's a corny poem, but that's is the only way to express what I'm feeling right now. :p

xD
~frosty~