March 22nd
Misty morning, cold water,
Nothing resembles my “tropical home”;
Monsoon, humid and hot all year long.
But, the cuddle in my bed with the drizzle
Sound of rain, brings me a sense of home.
The temperament of Bridal Veil falls,
Reflects the true place I belong.
Misty morning, cold water,
Nothing resembles my “tropical home”;
Monsoon, humid and hot all year long.
But, the cuddle in my bed with the drizzle
Sound of rain, brings me a sense of home.
The temperament of Bridal Veil falls,
Reflects the true place I belong.