“Calm” before the Storm,” Beauty” After the Rain,
Rainbows In the Sky, you’re my Sunshine.
“Rhythm” of the Rainfall,” Lightness” Of snow,
I’ll be Thinking about you, My own Shadow.
Shivering Winter’s all Dead,
Spring is in her Mid.
All Is Green; Green Is the Dead Tree,
But Your Mind couldn’t tempt, never Free.
Along With Summer, sure the Memory Refills,
But At the Fall, It Becomes Fragile Leaves,
Smiling at the moon, falls, shatters on the streets,
On the Boulevard, in despair, me and my memories