Just Move On!

when no one has time to smile at me for a while, I roam around the garden to befriend colorful blooms, so fresh as young child that not yet felt pain, sway here and there on witnessing my arrival, when no one has so little time to look into my eyes, I drive around the neighborhood where once silence ruled, chirping birds chased out and a sky scrapper starts' to grow on fertile of thousands of lives, not know to protest, when no one has a cute little heart that beats for my song, chyme of rhymes not yet absorbed; feel of solitude very strong, maple sauce from pot of old thoughts still afresh, hundreds of thousands steps passed with no whisper no one has a heart and mind to greet me during sunshine, hosts of my guests arrive at sunset in a dozens..