Keeping the foots
two places at a time
to fall in to a either side
with the time roll by . . .
Can’t run after one star
if the sky is so high
Maybe another is waiting
just near by . . .
Life is like a river
Freeze in winter
Dries in summer
Overflow with rain
But anyway continues . . .
Picture frames may change
when choose one side
Pretending it’s fresh
but yet it is not
Things may retain
at the bottom of the river
in the dark corners
but whatever it is
still life continues . . .
