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... .. .