Afternoon (By. Dorothy Parker + My additional words)

When i'm old and comforted

And done with this desire

With Memory to share my bed

An Peace to share  my fire

I put a piece of paper day by day

set my mind then draw some comics of my life

some childreen smile everyday

bring me white jasmine always in the afternoon

I'll lose my lovely brown skirt

groove in red wool sweater every morning

forget style and also blush on my cheeck

But days still seem the same colourfull

Water still flowing that river

and i found green everywhere 

I'd walked far away from here

I know i'll back and pass it all



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