Reflection
Dec. 31st, 2019 11:35 pmBack for a moment to eat something good,
Hoping the future is better than such,
Now to visit where we lived,
Maybe to visit her grave would be too much,
I'll walk for a bit and maybe sing,
Become one with the snow as it falls,
Watch it slowly drifting through the air,
Hear the city call,
I miss you mom
Hoping the future is better than such,
Now to visit where we lived,
Maybe to visit her grave would be too much,
I'll walk for a bit and maybe sing,
Become one with the snow as it falls,
Watch it slowly drifting through the air,
Hear the city call,
I miss you mom