Brightly as the summer skies,
my face lights with the happiest smiles,
starting these days,
feeling ever so close while away in miles,
slowly moving with the flowing times,
as the stretched distance shortens.
If ever the rainy days comes,
with it's raging tides,
firmly shall I stand rooted as the strong tresses,
holding dearly to our blissful memories,
not to be blown by the windy storms.
After all passes,
the raging tides and windy storms.
I will again shine like the beautiful rainbows.
Feeling even more connected with each ends,
as ever colour beams of our affections,
till we meet again to speak of our separate tales.
©ebimoboere
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