The Prize..

The long road you think to cross is not a simple wish,

Part of the steps could be stuck in the middle,

And glory can only be shine once you save memories fresh,

Do your own trial, but remember to start always in double….

  

As long as you can try the doors of hope,

You are still with buds dancing in hands,

No matter how sharp is that slope,

Part of this life is facing the snoopy nature of sands…..

  

The meaning we are chasing always in eternity stories,

Starts from the fact of being one single dream,

You can still expect the joy of having repeated victories,

Once you are convinced with the value of your love game….

 

Love is the prize,

So nothing to get more than this gift,

The share would not resize,

The value into other tangible shift….

  

22/12/2008

Ayman Al-labdi