måndag 26 juli 2010

Letters from home

Fick ännu ett brev idag. Hon citerade mina favoriter och det var så fint att jag nästan fällde en liten tår;

In the morning I went down to the beach
I gazed out to the sea
Suddenly I was only a leaf
And you were an ancient flower
When I am away do you think of me ?
Or is it only when I am present ?
On the cliff I lay my head down
Now I know where the sun is
How is Charles?
I haven't heard from him for a long time
A thousend years seems to pass so quickly

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