4.02.2007 г.

a letter to my dad


Dear dad, today is your birthday... Just one year left since u passed by... but it seems like many things happaned in that time...many things changed me, many bad moments were between me , mom and my brother..but in the end the world is still the same. The people are still cold even colder to eachother....they still puch eachother on the street, buses, shop... The weather is getting warm , this is the first year rom more then 4 years when here is like spring... The prices getting up..and the life is harder then before...one bread is like a can of coke... The sun is till shining, but i don't like the sun really in the winter.. My granny has no more tears to cry, but the thing that makes me really sad that she do that because of public...and still belive that sadness have to be in privite..its sth personal and deep, nobody can't understand it like you do. The streets back home are empty, maebe because of the winter..i'm wathing for the time when the blossom of the linden's tree will smell again in our street... When i miss you i just go back in my childhood and i remember the moments we spent together... I miss u... I still remember your words..that: " there is an angel who is watchign over me" is that you?

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