This is Farewell

No longer will my footprint

Leave history in the snow;

No more calmness from seas

Just the sound of crow!

Farewell soft summer breeze!

Oh you once so gently

Combed my hair!

Farewell! smell of autumn rain

And that dance I never dared

Fare thee well !

My short-lived joys

I'll land to who knows where!

Now I know, I deserve not much

But if one thing shall be,

An odor of mother's

Homemade bread-

A taste of life to me!

#nfaulk6