In fields filled with yellow mustard flowers
in drops of water falling from leaves
You still stand before me
In the desolate canopy of my heart,
still shines a broken star,
seeing which, holding your hands,
I asked for something I desired
Those seasons of love spent with you
are shrinking,
In the pages of the diary you gave me,
blooming in the pages
far and wide,
a forest filled with majestic flowers
Is being filled with music,
the song of a tiny bird
the whole thing, the forest
the flowers are blooming everywhere...
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
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