Thursday, January 26, 2012

When it comes January

IIn the West is around the Winter or after Christmas holidaysin the East some say it will rain almost everydayat the beginning of the year all are hoping for brand new startsthrough fires and ices the whole year that has been pastIt is for the sake of the old times the January song is sungafter having all sweets and sours the morning sun is greet by great expectationsit is like no other day to come or to be betterthan the first second of the new yearI, you and everybody make a resolution for better thingswe all enjoy the last night yet eventually...