FOUR LEAF CLOVER

As you wave your hand that says, 'Someday,

let's meet again.' Your smiling face...

is eternally burned into my memory.

My face which replied ''That's right''.

I wonder if I was able to laugh convincingly.

Even if we can not remain like this

and even if we are washed away by the future

It never changes,it can never become dirty.

This canvas that's just for us..

Within time which passes by

Beneath the sky which continues to change

These chains that I will never forget that will never break

will probably turn into strength.

It seem so easy to tear like the clouds

and it's impossible to catch like the rainbow...

We can never return...

in memoir of

-MUHD AMIN BIN SHARFUDIN-

2004-2008