I won’t forget you…
Every time when I dream
I see you there
Sitting on a chair
I like your style
And your beautiful smile
I hear your voice
Making some noise
I feel so sad
When I find you mad
But when I wake up in the morning
I’m possessed by fear
Because you are not here
It seems so dark
When I don’t find you in our park
I cry and cry
And I would die
To have the ability to fly
And to join you in the sky
And, finally, when I pass by the cemetery
I remember the man called Dave
Who put you in your grave
I can’t forget that day
When no one had anything to say
Birds and flowers weren’t dead
But my heart was instead
I will never forget you
The guarding angel I saw in you
Slim Bouaskar 1 S 11 * March 2011 * Sousse Pioneer School * Tunisia *
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