I remember the days
When I had always a smile on my face
And now to my disgrace
Those days are gone
Where?
I don´t know
Maybe I´m my own blow, to my face
Those happy days….Lost,
Paradise is lost.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
I remember the days
When I had always a smile on my face
And now to my disgrace
Those days are gone
Where?
I don´t know
Maybe I´m my own blow, to my face
Those happy days….Lost,
Paradise is lost.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
the less of the self, the brighter the view, thanks for the poem
Thank you for reading and comment
no problem, happy days
Happy days to you too
I am my Paradise, if lost, easy to find again
smiling