Let us dance in the snowfall of my mind
count the stars that glint in our eyes
hum the songs written by the soul
to the rhythmic beating of our hearts—
let us roll in the fields of our memories
and be tickled by the blooms of yesteryear
let us kiss in the rainfall
created by all our tears—
let us lounge in reverie
and dine with smiles fading.
Let us talk of time well spent
as we continue aging.