• The wind blowing through my hair, I look to my side and you are there. You stand there smiling a sweet smile making me want to take you in my arms. A gust of wind blows and as I look at you, you slowly disappear as if sand in a breeze.
    I don't cry, you haven't left me. Smiling I look to the sky, no you haven't left. You are the world that surrounds me. Your the wind, the sky, the heaven above and the earth below. You are everything in my life you are a thorn that pokes me and the soft pellow I cry on. So when your human body has failed to survive you will take form into the wonderful things around me. When you die I know that you will keep your promise and never leave me alone.