Some lost , some found
like leaves of autum
or spring are bound

self-made
expressed in occation
happiness ...fades
with no proper foundation

temper tampered
like a fiery son
leads to hopeless quibbles
too an end theres non

calm and abstract
as the moon in the night
sharing your peace...
rest well , sleep tight

like a star ill wink
and dance in your eyes
and light up the skys
of your dark blue night

unique and so scarce
are true friends like me
just love in exchange
of true love to be...