The Amusement.

Sitting in the shade of the tree I looks on you every day evening Remembering, relaxing, and analysing The changes on your flow, and water ways I remember the days of rage you have shown In monsoon season while you becomes angry Sitting in the shade of the tree I looks on you every day morning What I feel is the days already lost The remembrance of your past, the good old days When I sat here with my friend now no more Saying good bye and farewell to me Looking on your water ways and calm I remember the value of friendship always This world, you and I, the impermanence The existence itself is a lucky thing Thinking both of the value of friendship with you. You never punished us with your rage But made attempts to capsize my little boat I know it was only an amusement to you.