Brent Everett Blogger

With you ...

With you

I cross the sea like a puddle ...

And the mountain as a hill ...

With you

Life is beautiful,

And the Fate is kind ...

With you

My age does not age

And time is not consumed ...

With you

The disaster seems rest

And the tornado becomes a breeze ...

With you

I am the queen

Otherwise who am I without you ...??

-Jayshree