If I Were A Photographer

Your gorgeous face,

Your gorgeous cheeks,

Gets blossom when you smile.

I know that I can't stop that time,

But I can capture in my camera.

All the days when you grin,

I take out my stereo,

All our beautiful memories are still locked in,

But you are not here and today your face is not shimmering.

You are not here with me to see the pictures,

And there's no one to smile and I am not able to seize them.

My camera is longing to see your face,

That was lost many years ago.

My face lost the smile,

Give me your smile,

Then I will go away, far away a mile.

I am not able to see your beautiful smile,

And now I decided to click the pictures of nature,

I am pretty sure that nature will never lose its glory and happiness.

When I will sit under the tree's shade,

He will drop some leaves for me which will always indicate that he wanted me to click his pictures.

I want to be a photographer,

And I wanted to go away in all the places in the world and click more beautiful nature's beauty.

And I will never forget our memories,

As memories bring back you and me.