They were
They were. T hey were the early morning bells, toiling hard yet striving to make sweet memories. They were the traffic at 9 AM, rushing away but finding a destination. They were the lunchbox of an office, not lavish but filled with love They were the laughter of a school children playing, full of fatigue yet carefree and energetic They were the wait of a mother for her daughter from school, Impatient yet relieved. They were the evening tea, talkative but relaxing They were like the caution of a mother preparing the night's dinner, more of a chore yet special everyday They were the 9PM daily soap. Monotonous but interesting They were the late night conversation over the phone Sleepy but honest. They were the night's sleep Dreamy yet real.