Mac Adrone Adonay


Love will Stay


Summer days may vanish, winter may die
Silver tints of clouds may fade on the sky
We do not what will be tomorrow
We’re brought by yesterday and here we go

Blissful night may turn to lonely day
Leaves of a tree may fall and roll away
Though thunder may roar and lightning may strike
Sad feelings may come for the things we don’t like

In this world of us, I am sure to say
Whatever happens, sincere love will stay
Love will conquer our hearts, it always will
Every time and season, it will stand still

Pounded by pain, tears may fall on our face
A shining spot may turn to a dark place
Fields may tumble and birds may stop to sing
But here we are to start and build a thing.

We’re on a place where solitude is born
Even though evening shades the light of morn
All things may be dissolved on every way
But I’m not afraid because love will stay.

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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