Thank you for shining let there be your will

the golden leaves not all fallen down
the golden leaves of the beautiful sun

it's a beautiful day beautiful you see
it's beautiful day made for you and me

don't open your scrapbooks there's nothing inside
instead leaf me through I promise not to hide

anything from you or from myself
if I break a promise leave me on a shelf

for I could not ever be deceived
and I cannot loose what I never had
and I cannot give what I never received
this time I will let myself be led

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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