Monday, September 12, 2011

The middle of September




When I was small,
and christmas trees were tall,
We used to love while others used to play.
Dont ask me why, but time has passed us by,
Some one else moved in from far away.

Now we are tall,
and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.

The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And I recall the moment of them all,
The day we speak a lot all the way till the crack of dawn.




We gotta cherish every single moment,
because when it passed,
it don't seems to hold long.

How funny I thought we used to walk along with the same pace
but actually we don't.
Nevermind, I gonna find my lemon tree very very soon.