Lush
Lush
The flower is wilted,
The grass: no lush grees,
Leaving behind a dust trail
Remaining forever ceased.
The sky turned grey,
The clouds gave up
Leaving behind obscurity
Which, forever didn't stay!
The flower is wilted,
The grass: no lush grees,
Leaving behind a dust trail
Remaining forever ceased.
The sky turned grey,
The clouds gave up
Leaving behind obscurity
Which, forever didn't stay!