White Somewhere deep down, there's a muddle I long for you nd your cuddle. Somewhere deep down, there's a thought what if all was green nd no drought. Somewhere deep down, there's a stare as if asking me to climb the stairs. Somewhere deep down , there are questions why's, when's, how's, but without options. I imagine you running, smiling and striding, Freedom from pain- you and us gliding!! ©Preeti Babbar somewhere deep down
