While my friend was telling me his life’s past.l was busy writing down his tearful insight.
Sure one day ,we will meet again.
The two of us having gray hair.
Looking at each others eyes.
We could meet at the seaside !
Or on a balcony like Romeo and Juliet.
Reminisce our past days,holding hands.
The burning desire still ignited inside.
But ,a tiny voice was asking us.” When
Will you forget your differences and unite ?”
Jalal Michael Sabbagh-https://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com