Beautiful Hours

Built in the ocean of love,

I found a budding friendship

Between the river of hope and sea of trust.

Waves of trust touched the hearts,

Tickling the emotions to ignite in their minds,

A butterfly flew across the sky,

Spreading the wings and murmuring in the ears to enjoy life.

It is a rare time,

People part ways like strangers,

But it is a choice to make for us,

Paint the string of our souls,

With hues of the crayon set.

Tired eyes felt the stress,

Looking for the childhood memories to shine,

Ages had gone the old friends had then met.