~~A WILLRON ORIGINAL~~
The Wind Of Change
I tot u knew, i tot u cared, i tot u'll always.....always be there.
But things have changed, the wind stopped blowing,
This time it seems, that you were going.
I looked upon, your face of joy, as you said to me, goodbye my boy.
The words sank down, the fear grew deep, n now the words just wouldn't delete.
You took your bag, your yellow yellow bag,
and lastly you wore, the sweater i made,
"In case i got, so very cold, i'll be thinking of you, till i grow old".
With this words u left and a very last kiss, towards the door, i saw you leave.
The image of you just crossing the lawn, not soon after, you dissappeared.
It's been ten years now, as i sat on the lawn, did i last seen you walked upon.
Suddenly an image, a blurry blurry one and soon after appeared someone,
my oh my was i shocked that moment
guess who it was, that vistited me that day,
No No No...i wont tell..........................................no Never!
