Poezja

I miss that light,
That cames from the darkness.

The warmth of that light.

Is the misfortune I have,
It makes me clan when I'm sad.

That light makes me smile,
Like a child with candy.

This light is not a car light,
nor a light that comes from electicity.

It's the light of the heaven's,
It's the angel that watches over me.

when i sleep at night...