
As the clock struck 12, the sky suddenly darkened,
I couldn't help but ask myself, what the hell happened?
How did this started? And how did this progress?
I had no other choices, but to force myself to regress.
Thinking back to the source, nothing seemed right,
Telling myself again, that I am not very bright.
To cause something like that, to start something so bad,
What was I thinking? I now truly regret.
But sunshine lights up, as the darkness decrease,
And the rainbow appears, as the rain cease.
And as sure as the dawn, I know it will not prolong,
That things will be alright, as long as I do no wrong.
And so the FOURTH begins with a foot in the puddle,
But very soon indeed, the happiness was doubled.
And the day could have never been better, without any trouble.
The day could have never been merrier, now that love was so ample.
Hand in hand together, walking and smiling and laughing,
Forgetting the problems we had, when clock stroked 12 in the morning.
Another victory won, and another mystery solved,
Another step forward, as the path before dissolved.
Happy would not be an appropriate word, as that word would not suffice.
When two souls resonate in unison, the word 'bliss' would be more precise.
The day was long but it seemed so short, and although words could not describe it,
Rage, Repent, Resolve, Reunite, Replenish, Review, Retire, would be a good fit
*Happy fourth month*