2001

Time flies. 

You are walking endlessly

You are running at times

You want to stop and rest for a while

You look for life's purpose

You make mistakes

You learn sound lessons out of them

Summer has passed

Spring is here

Then when leaves start to fall 

Soon winter is coming

Many seasons come and go

The music fades and the laughter faints

But still it continues

It is a long journey

But it will surely end

~j.