Buillding of life
2009-03-13 @ 06:37:35
He has dreamt about ocean yoages again. His wife dead very long ago. He can't agree with her departure.
I will sail to happy island through storm waters.
Only your hand giving me hope.I must stronger because my fight is struggle for life of sense.
Dark clouds there are under my head...
I have to take the wheel again and start the building my life from the begining.
I will sail to happy island through storm waters.
Only your hand giving me hope.I must stronger because my fight is struggle for life of sense.
Dark clouds there are under my head...
I have to take the wheel again and start the building my life from the begining.