My Message To the Other Land

A MESSAGE TO THE OTHER LAND I knew one day will come this great hour, When all grief board will be ''gone to soon'' How I wished I had magical powers, you would have lived more older than the moon. Now I wish I could call from my land to yours, At least, just to hear your voice once more. How I wish I could cross life's long shore, At least, to hold you tight and depart no more. I wish I could call, just to say hi, Then I can be relieved even if its just a sigh. I wish from your land you could hear the echo, Of my crying voice, shouting a million ''hello''