face of today : somehow

past times make you what you are today : a small clip to the same..... addressed to the desired one.....

A hundred seasons have passed by

Growing this face of today

I still can recollect

Since when i needed you Kate.

It all began since that day

When i knew it was perhaps a 'day'

Sweet mother cried at the doorsteps

Alone how could she serve on our plates

Somehow that moment had cut

Nobody but could define this "somehow"

I thought hard to stop this table game

Became but a part and reason for the same

Several times happiness turned blue

Making the days run late

The more I faced that plight

Further I strengthened our fate.

A relationship weakened slowly

Sparkled in me a desire to live today

With you I could build my bridge

And lead myself to our dreams

Trust me...a single kiss of mine

Has oceans of feeling beneath

But yes....my lovely Kate

I need to tell you this :

A hundred seasons have passed by 

Growing up this " face of today ".

Yes....this...." face of today ".

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Krista Weiss]

Nice job!!! :)

[Sahil - Shore]

thanks:)

[Kelsey]

This is quite lovely. It's written quite differently and I like that about it. Nice job. x :)

[Sahil - Shore]

thanks )