I have seen friends leave love back dawns sunsets and moons and alone.
I have seen wars and peaces and real dreams so that you can touch.
Falling walls and empires ideals of schemes instill become the first and the last. I saw Gillian other side of life wherever you may know that maybe one day we will meet.
I saw reflections of me and bougainvilleas and butterflies, and painting the dreams of others argued that, just as these others were rubbing.
Already taken my sister from their ego silly prima donnas, while the prima donnas those true and important. disarmingly simple.
My sister of a wire suspended over the rainbow … I think that you smile at me and gives me strength … Also this morning I open the door and go!
Marco Vasselli © 2014
In memory of Gillian Grant .