I watch the moon moves all alone the whole night,
I count the clock ticks all alone the whole night,
I stare at the ceiling in silence the whole night
Those were the days the nights were too long to pass
And those were the days I miss them the most
I watch the sun setting down to an evening chill,
I watch the cloud passing by the hills,
I watch the birds fly as it wills
Those were the days, the days were too long to pass
And those were the days I miss them the most.
By Sonsnow
Thank you, Sonam, for the heartfelt poem.
Joanna
Wonderful poem 🙂
Thank You, Ananya Reddy Ji
A lovely poem Sonam.. The Moment is all that counts.. Even those we may miss those passing days <3
Thank you for going through it Sue Dreamwalker. Your kind word means a lot.
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Your “Reflections” in a heartfelt poem. Very nicely done.
Thank You, your encouragement means the world to me.
Beautiful
Thank You for going through it.
Truly reminds of calming down and noticing the little things!
Good one Sonam 🙂
So much to say about this beautiful poem ~ so I will not say any of it, but only bow in appreciative silence 🙏
Thank You!