… I recall the most peaceful night,
When the stars were thick and bright.
And the satellites rode the skies!
There were in endless summer sighs…
… The world turned round, the moon lit.
As bright as the love we omit.
Skin so toned, moonbeams was shown,
The same color as autumn That we’ve known…
… In the presence of dream, it seemed;
Such precious things gleamed.
Purity and beauty, as I see,
What was I saw in me!
… Memories that I cherish forever.
Hope that repeated, did not sever.
For love like ours never dies.
It surely brings hope to our eyes!! ... Ellie bing