Echoes
by Vlad Mlad, written
Monday, 28 February 2011
when i was
a person
they loved to surround me
and listen my thoughts.
person
when i was
she loved to hug me
and sing in my ear
her gently songs.
those days were nice
i walked straight
while
sun was shining bright.
this days are quiet
usually i practice
flying to the stars
while
sound of her songs
echoes in the night