They are agitated ,
the waters of river called Life,
crossover child and think its calm.
Oh, Child Return to me ,
may be I can die of the love for you,
I am writing these words,
Have sent your toys to remind you,
so your own people can see,
how troubled Am I .
Oh,Child Return to me,
may be I can die of the love for you.
Think of the lonely times I am in,
with memories of you and me,
your people might love you,
but I might die of the love for you.
Oh, Child Return to me,
I am sorry to let you go,
thought this world will embrace you,
but found you lost in the crowd,
you have your people around you,
but now I am alone and afraid,
Oh, Child Return to me,
I will die of the love for you.
lovely words...nicely crafted lines!
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