To Find a Crystal Calendar

        To find a crystle calender

We scuff our way throughout the life

Never knows for whome we ever whoop in the loop

Suffering from Drifting Aimlessly

A millenia phobia

We dreamed about crown and crystle chandelier

And only to find crowd and crumble calendar

We know sometimes people flinch to a cinch

For they seldom know whether they manage a further inch

Be amenable and critical, and treat life as a show

Don’t start to feel sorrow when you are old.

To Find a Crystal Calendar