Color of Life

There are things that we need to know.

There are secrets that we need to discover.

And life is part of that mystery.

Nobody knows the true color of life.

What it meant to be.

For if you ask me

It's the trials and sorrows,

the joy and fun

We had done together

the pains and challenges

that both of us succeeded

the laughing and crying

that two of us experienced.

They are the color of life

that we, both of us portray in our hearts

The paints that we use

in our own art.

They are the color of our life.

Rain

The sounds of droplets made by the rain

Are seems to be music in my ear.

The water that pours out to my body

seems to quiver me.

The coldness of the water that scattered to my body

are seems to make me chilly.

The thunder and lightning

are making me move quickly.

The waving and blowing of the wind

are making me freeze.


But, when the sun starts to shine

My dhear friend rain

go away and hide

"See you again my friend"

I said fantastically.

She smile at me

and go away (zoom!)

Bonne Chance!

My Dhear friends,

I miss our bonding to be together.

I miss them a lot,

I miss the rivers where we use to swam most of the time.

I miss the mountains where we use to go.

I miss the yellow roses where I use to put on your hair.

All the fun that we had I really miss.

So too with the trials and sorrows

such as when our both mothers

scolded us coz of getting home too late.

When our teacher were angry

coz of our tricks to them

and be always togher.

All of them I miss but, most especially I miss you.

You, who gave color to my life.

Without you I'm nothing.

Really nothing!

But now you're gone.

I can't do anything .

The only thing I can do is...

say...

Bonnce Chance for you!