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At the Park's Bench

Updated on July 5, 2017

The leaves falling
One, two, three.... So many
I sit alone in this bench
And enjoying the breeze

Rain about to falling 
Caused the park empty
Dark cloud hanging on the sky
And Chill wind playing with my veil

I close my eyes and remembering you
The eyes, the smile, even your curly hair
All will be gone
I have to let them go

Tears falling
Like it always be
Thinking about what we could have
And what we will missed

My heart in a great pain

Ya Rabb, I put my life under your feet
I giving all of me to you
There's nothing I can do 
except lean on you

And to you only

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    Freya Cesare 7 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    Your welcome and thanks to read this. :)

  • Karen Russell profile image

    Karen Russell 7 years ago

    HAS A DIFFERENT FLARE, VERY ROMANTIC, I ENJOYED READING THIS HUB, THANKS...