The Protector

J. Solhi
December 29, 2006
iranian.com

The oldest smiling Tree of mine

Remember me!

and The days of laughter!

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Running round, round on my little bared feet

with my eyes pointed at the highest points of the vast sky,

singing around you.

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The day you left the deserted one

I lost the joy of falling down on the green carpet of yours.

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Oh, The live memory of mine, forever.

The oldest one.

You!

Creator of life.

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just one more time

call the eastern wind

to bring his breeze to us.

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just one more time

draw the laughter in pink

for me and just for me.