tisdag 12 april 2011

walking the dog

Every step on the ground,
softly whispers to me,
the air is fresh cold.
The birds are singing in the trees,
happy music in my ears.
They are telling me
about the spring.
Every beutiful thing we saw,
still its whispering to me.
Making me remember every second,
making me laugh out loud.
People starring at me,
must think im a crazy human.
I dont care,
because you are in my mind,
walking beside me
laughing at the wind, the birds
and the dumb dog.
I can still feel your hand in mine,
wonderful warm and strong.
I can still see your eyes when i close mine,
beutiful and green.
I can still hear your woice singing to me,
so softly and still so beutiful.
You are in every step and every breath.

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