Stranger than fiction is life my friend
joys and sorrows are the seasons of the sun
travelled to farthest of lands, i tell stories of sort
for its only masks of emotions we wear and we sport
In winters of sadness i seek the warmth of hope
that the summers of joy are not far along
Happiness and sorrow are the chioces we brought
Wisdom of life is in this Lovely thought.
I travelled in summers when the earth was so green
Wonders i had seen in the lands i had been
I lead the life of a stranger,unnerved and alone
the lands beyond the blue horizons is what i so long.
Came the winters i shivered in the cold
withered were the trees and white were the roads
saw the sledges cross the frozen lakes i had
the white widow has taken the world i was told
Came the summers when i rejoiced
as day was longer and folks happier
i am traveller , lonely and alone, so shall walk and run
for the blue hoizons i seeked are far and further
