Days Of Paradise Poem by Alexander Foald

Just stand beside me
When the wave comes at us
Don’t break your thought as they laugh
We still have those days to come

Children making some noises at night
Dreams never let them drowned and lost
While the sound of drama’s still running out
The couch watches silently as it falls from the sky

Angers and pains; saved by hearts of mothers
Would be another scar in the days of paradise
I can see the future comes along the way we burned
And where I will bury this words, deep down underground