I see the reflection of the moon..
As I sat by the river aloof..
In my heart were reminisces..
Reeled in d moonlights mood..
I see the fireflies..
Singing by the oak tree..
In this garden of dreams..
I see the dawn of gleams..
Passing by The river beams..
My emotions streams..
As I walk through life's ills...
In humble glee...
Restoring the years...sown in tears..
If the moon shine in the laughter of the sun..
Then let the blessings of childhood to me come..
Let the whispers of the nights' owl...
Whisper sweet secrets to my waning soul...
In thoughts to which my solitude bade me thus...
Being revealed in the haven of salient spurs..