the long lasting memory of a childhood…
Ella, eli, e..
flying after this name
following the time
in the void
………….
what about the future
hope about to- do not forget
born in the same creation
the world
is-was always the same.
Yes I remember.
We can not fly against the light
which is the life’s sky
much to high
is.
The beauty’s grace
always
mirroring your face
eyes
your hopes
to the last day.
That summer
sunny fields
winds without end
that beginning
used to flow
tears
my very home.
I know so little
when angels will come
but all prayers
will grieve us
never leave us.
Youth’s summer days
are not gone
whispering
day after day long memories
long song of life.
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av ERD-man-SKY
Publicerad 2023-05-27 02:05