JUST FOR YOU

The sky is cloudy with all black and blues,

Hope your lovely loving lover loves you, all with trues,

The bright dawn is on with all black gone,

Look the crowny crow, its crowing high, down the lawn,

The seeds of oat are lying still under the moist soil,

Hope our old gold love doesn’t end and spoil,

The birds flew heights and depths in search of perch to north – west,

Hope your love for me and my love for you, will be the best,

Finally everything once started living has to die and end,

But hope our relation; our love doesn’t have the common trend.