The time when those nostalgic footprints followed me
were the calm before the storm.
The flowing seasons,
ever-changing like a river, test us.
And I can't call you "young boy" anymore.
When you go to that new world
in the past, the future, always! I'll be your ally.
If you ever get lost, or fall
before anyone, I'll be the first in line to help you.
My chest, embraces the expanding future
and the tears of yesterday.
Respectively, the image of the futures we pursue
will become a part of history.
These memories which I won't allow myself to forget even now
accompany me in this faraway journey.
The treasure that
we buried that day in the ground,
was a crystal dream.
Not saying anything was a compliment.
Thank you
long-gone day-to-days
Even for the number of wounds
we got as we smiled, while competing against each other.
Let's stand side by side, we said and
as the evening sun extended our shadows
we became bigger.
You, with your running sneakers,
dirty shirt,
and the remnants of a plaster on your nose...
I will protect you, from afar.
If you ever get lost, or fall
before anyone, I'll be the first in line to help you.
My chest embraces the expanding future and the tears of yesterday.
Respectively, the image of the futures we pursue
will become a part of history.