Every night before I retire to the bed to sleep I go to the veranda for look at the moon and the stars for remember you honey cause you are so far from me, I remember our beautiful moments that we lived it each other from a long time before you are leaving me alone, I remember your beautiful white comfortable face, Your beautiful angels eyes and then your an angel face comes to me from the moon from the far space in the high with a white horse, Comes to me to take me with you to go to the high and forget everything and the whole world, To live our beautiful times again each other only in the far space near the stars and the planets.

Ali Sabry

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