Random thoughts inside my head,
Sleeping now, the tears unshed...

When all things done are lost and said,
When troubles die and debts are paid...

Strings of love, and not of twine.
Searching for what, he cannot find...

When I was young, the sky was blue,
When in the backyard, I would play...

No more the winged birds that sweep,
Through the tree tops; soft and deep...

You came into my life one day, so friendly and so...
For that I give you a poem, one that you can read...