And I rested
upon a tree
because my friend is gone
and I'm sad and lonely.
I want to wake up
... and run and be free
I want to have a friend
who can talk a lot to me.
just those days it rains
and there are puddles in the street,
we'll stomp and jump, and laugh,
with wet shoes, and socks, and feet.
I was without you my friend
I could not see out to the sea
and I felt I was all alone
and you had abandoned me.
Therefore I walked through the woods,
feeling the earth beneath my feet,
and listen for the voice of wisdom,
In the air,
the leaves,
and the breeze.
My feet were wet once,
my eyes gave birth to tears,
I wanted a second chance
to be a friend in the upcoming years.
So with this, I say You are sweet
and more then a friend to me,
I'm your friend,
your brother,
your peoples
and you're the family to me.
In every where that we walk
and to everyone that we meet,
your brother,
a sister
grandmother,
you're my close family.
Merry Christmas.
