Very nicely put together. I loved the way you used tick tock...that was just fantastic..keep up the goo work

~Alex

This is really a lovely touching poem. Life is running from begin till end very fast... Hands of the clock are moving...time goes by... Seconds become minutes, minutes become hours, hours become days... It freaks me out to stare the hands of the clock moving so fast...I realize some how every single moment might feel so small and a bit meaningless...but when you review memories...all those little flashes goes by your head..

When my dear grandma (peace upon her soul) died...when I heard it...my mother phoned me...Inside my head...all those little memories were flashing like a slide show... Her smile in the kitchen door way. How she was sitting on her garden. The dress she wore... In five seconds...tear were running out of my eyes. My eyes recall her....

This poem touched too much...

Bassel,

How could anyone resist such a plea?
Please don't leave me...the fact that you repeated it, gave it even more strenght:(
So sad, sweetheart..
I hope you are well.

Hugs,

5/5 Ingrid