Time flies , years roll by...
Don't count the days
that gone by
Time will not turn back.
Good morning nature
Mountains, streams and trees
awake
Smile in soft greenness.
Raindrops, one, two, three
Raindrops wash away my
tears.
My tears are raindrops.
Night mysteriously
Adorn heaven with stars to
Delight
our senses.
Evening approached .
He went for a quiet walk .
With
his beloved
Fall is beautiful
Mother nature turns golden .
The
colour of dreams
One last glance, last look
You are gone, gone forever
Should not let dreams die
