happy everyday.happyeveryday.Im not!I unhappy ,everyday unhappy to mid night.Smling alone,moon lost her merry ,I lost my old day ,ered leaves lect at street.An other day was coming.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Every street lamp
Seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And a street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
