The Day of Life
For my friend,
James Forte
The day was comming
earlier in the morning.
Young,
with hair in the wind
I walked outside
barefoot
in the cold grass.
I was only waiting
the sunrise
over the hills...
For me,
the time
was infinity...
It was a wonderful summer day:
I ran
I learned
I loved
I wrote
I played
I enjoy the life
Late, in the evening
I see my face
in the mirror:
with white hair
my life was gone
and there is
nothing to say.
I only ask my wife
to go outside
and see the sky...
And I know
that in the deep of universe
there is a star,
only a star
who shine
for me...
And I also know
that tomorrow
the morning will come
in our garden,
earlier,
with the sunrise
over the hills...
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