"We met on a sunny afternoon a short time ago.
It then became a yesterday when we parted,
and replaced with a heavy soul.
The day was filled with two lives,
and what life had to offer,
grabbing every second we had,
hoping it will all last forever.
Days do end, but Yesterday's are Forever.
The food, the wine, and you, blending in with
the ocean view.
Can it be some what of a Miracle given a day so beautiful?
Or more so a Miracle that can never be taken away.".....

time* decides who you meet in your life
your heart decides who you want in your life
behaviour decides who will stay in your life

life is a whirlwind
A Whirlwind you say
each day is a virture
the next to be lived

all those ups
downs
mould each scar and
living memory

memories with friends
family
*the world

i may be to late or just in time, but i will arrive to help you pick up the pieces and i will hold them in my hands till you need them or want them back. when you need i will help piece them together and support each piece until the glue sets in. i am anything but polite and political correct, i love to analise and rethink things a million times, and some but i will always be a loyal friend only seperated by your verbal desire to release me from this promise.
even after the loss of friendship i will still bestow the highest form of love unto you: forgiveness over and over again.

The robin’s wings flapped up and down as sun’s first light lay on her crown.
Flying, gently flying.
The stars shined high up in the sky, a glowing comet floated by.
Flying, gently flying,
The child laughed as his kite flew, he ran through grass all dabbed with dew.
Flying, gently flying.
The dandelion felt a draft of crisp, clean air support its shaft.
Flying, gently flying.
From way down low to far up high, from dew-dabbed grass to deep blue sky.
Are gifts that guide us, everywhere, from flying birds to crisp, clean air.
And these are those that earth is drowned, that surely make the world go round.
The place where everything is always, flying, gently flying.

it's easy to breathe
for you --
when the sky is a
clear blue,
nothing burns
not even
the spots
you last
touched