I thought this summer was the best summer ever, but sadly, it ended in a bad note.
A bittersweet one...
I wish as the season bid goodbye,
the unpleasant memories follow behind,
and my thoughts will finally rest at night...
Then,
Fall will paint the sky with orange, yellow and gold,
Winter with its chill, will brazen the ground in white,
Spring will blossom in rainbow with scent of honey dew,
And summer, oh yes summer... will pick up again, where it left-off...
If only everyday is a bed of roses, orchids, lilies, daisies, dahlias, lilacs, sweet peas...
If only, if only these...
