A drop of a dew…. And memories of lost love……. Gives my heart hope to stay on… To go by the days…or even months… To walk through the life… With the reminder of your loving touch… warm smile… they give me strength to go on…. But when my heart cries…. Of the sweet memories of the past… I feel no sunshine no dew .. I feel only my tears … Running down my face… The conflict I had been through.. Surrenders my body…my soul and my heart.
25th February 2006 Tehran