He’s my content sigh in the morning and my last thought before I sleep. He also happens to be everything in between.
morning
(Your) Nature’s Beauty
Original PoetryJust like the rain,
you will cease,
but just like clouds,
you will return again.
He’s my content sigh in the morning and my last thought before I sleep. He also happens to be everything in between.
Just like the rain,
you will cease,
but just like clouds,
you will return again.
