THE TIDE
The tide comes in to wash away Our castles made of sand
The castles that we built one day
Will crumble in our hands
The tiny waves grow in the sun
And died in tiny streams
They'll take our castles one by one
They'll never take our DREAMS.
A sweet poem from sis Daisy Christy...she speaks this poem from her mind just for me..Thanks a lot..We will keep in touch each other. I'm going to leave all of you, my friends in Super Success Dynamics Sdn. Bhd. Sis Daisy, Bro Mohan, Ikmal, Noel, John, Sis Shuhada & Ain...Hope all of you will success now & in your future.. I'm going to catch my dream, travelling & searching for a bright future...Life goes on...Thanks for everything.. :)
posted by Azzahra Safiah @ 2:45 AM
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