The days come and never stay

Belongings are longing
And are Blooming so late.!

Our strenght is coming
From loyalty too faith.

It's the givers" 
that are the honest gifts."
They, and there deed"
 was the blessing"
 to what put back lots 
of the worlds bleed.

we been a Deed ourselves 
is growing like seed to see everything that's around.

we belong inn" what we carry.
And we're on" what we are thinking.!
And living for what we know soon will be leaving.

tears are the treats of rain
fear is in the heart with pain.

signs of poetic lines
And symbols that lost shine.

but the stain we obtain
solace will lift the glory when sustained