Senin, 05 Mei 2014

Dear someone somewhere...


We will meet again my friend,
A hundred years from today
Far away from where we lived
And where we used to play.

We will know each others' eyes
And wonder where we met
Your laugh will sound familiar
Your heart, I won't forget.

We will meet again my friend
And all our memories will come alive
Like it was just yesterday
When you first walked into my life

We don't meet people by accident.  They are meant to cross our path for a reason...


Disclaimer: The original poem was written by Ron Atchison. Taken from Ellen Bailey Poems.