Days of playing
Days of fun...

As days go by and the smell of morning spring air...
you slowly stop to think and realize, Life is so...

See you soon my good friend. cause now after your...

Mom.
Hey mom its been long since we spoke last...

The air is to fresh when the windows open, The air...
I can only think of the day when i can swore so...

At times I'm alone
An there time when I'm free...