• juniorauthor 9w

    In Memories of Her

    She counted one, two, three
    but still she won't set him free.
    He layed a sight on her
    until his eyes come blur.

    Put her in bed of roses
    lucky she's happy without noises.
    She says to bury her with memories
    wait until the breeze become freeze

    Keep the smile on your face.
    What happened to her makes them amaze.
    But still the memories of her
    have been buried at maze.
    ©juniorauthor