Counting the days…
Counting the weeks…
Counting the years…
I am towards ageing…
By seconds by seconds
But…
My love to you is still young
Still pure as a the first day we met
My sweet heart…remember that
At the face of death
I still love you…
And remember you
so It’s sure…that
I will follow you behind in the infinity of time and souls
By
O.W.Palitha Ariyarathna
Copyright, O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna.2009
All Rights Reserved By Author: 2009
