Author Information
When I am gone
Folder:
Folder-2003
When I am gone my, beloved,
Don’t be whisperers of death
Be a whisper of love
At the golden rays of sunlight,
on earth's most beautiful gardens of memory
In each corner a different flower
With its unique fragrance
In my farewells,celebrate every rebirth,
make the best of every arriving chance.
If our life road never became one
And I was in front of you all the time
At each crossing road, we meet and separate again
Wondering whether it is the beginning or the end
Be content that I tired all that is in my hand
Left you all the love that one heart can hold
Never gave up on love and hope.
