The Season

In the season of blooming and blossoming

You and I danced together

With tones of love and care

You showed me your love in a form of perfect rose.

As the time passes

You departed from me

Like a flying birds

To a far place without a single word

In the season of fall

All the golden leaves are falling

With the mood of dancing

But so sadly here is no one to dance with me.

Now the falling leaves are ended

And even icy season has started

But you still didn’t turn up

You the my prince

Please come back to me.