I start my journey when it shines!
with a bag of colours,an umbrella
A wounder shoud...And my Misty!
The list is long,Ya my journey may be too long!
when i cross the first fence with little
wild creepers I gave colours to the flowers,
They smiled at me and wished me!
We crossed the second fence with tigs
the path with stones,little pebbles
bright flies welcomed us
the skies seems bright blue
we cross the wall built once
the roads became narrow
Then i saw the mountain
which i want to cross
the road is long and steep
full of scattered flowers
I see the valleys with grass meadows
but i am tired,i have only the stones
i wonder .. is it life ..?
But still the sun is shining... .. .