Thursday, February 16, 2012

A LAST WILL

I leave thee a red rose
that smells my blood...
And the eyes, for your beloved
to peep into your heart...

I leave my smile with your friend
to make you smile even in your agonies...
And my apprehensions, with your mother
to build a wall around you to keep you safe

I leave my hands for your father
to take all your fears
and hold you in the darkest nights...

And now

I can sleep peace fully...