Thursday, May 13, 2010

Swallowing Live Fish In Belly





05/13/2010 Greetings my father, every day that passes adds a bit of sad nostalgia ... Miss
and even then, miss your hugs and your kisses, miss your smile that was
shine light up my days, it lacks the strength to go on that you knew me in my walk, there is no coffee in the early morning that we took together , miss your wisdom, your humor and sweetness. I miss the love that filled the donavi and my days.
Thee I would like for once to keep out of my memories and hold them again tightly.
I know you're always with me and still guiding my steps, I know I have you forsaken me ... you're just left for your return trip ... it's just that sometimes I wish I could find a way to connect with you yet when I need you ....

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