I just woke up and I know that you are dead.
I want to feel the smell of the wind
And the scent of the burning leaves again.
It brings Me back all the forgotten faces.
I wish I could see Your face one more time...
Trees, Your leaves whisper the thoughts of the wind.
You did Me a favor as I found myself within You.
All of Us have our roots somewhere.
Mine belong to the place I want to forget about.
Wind You know why…
But I follow a different path...
I wish I could hear Your voices and laughter.
It would give Me the strength to go on.
I can hear The blow of the wind instead.
Instead of families-thousands of Candles at Home.
One home has one candle
One candle has one family
One family has one love
Everything lost.
