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Saturday, 22 November 2014

Spices of life - part 1

My dear Sunshine,
Lovely, great twine,
When both combine,
Clueless to define,
Perhaps joy is the sign?

Little makes assumption,
With variety of prediction,
Cause massive reaction,
Trigger the emotion,
To search for aspiration.

Dream, as they say,
Will wait for the day,
Continue to dance and play,
And why bother about yesterday,
Which seems disrupt your day?

Smile my Sunshine,
Be the blooming vine,
No longer can they find,
That scares of mine,
With you I'll be fine.