It’s a fine day, the sky striking blue

Waking up with the smell of toasted bread, slightly burnt

Knowing you will be coming with a glass of milk

I feel like waking up again and again

Walking slowly down the deserted streets

Holding hands together showing each other wonders

Sharing a melted sundae that smeared my lips

Ignoring it so that you can wipe it for me

The evening come the sky melted away

I anticipate the wonders from your kitchen

Maybe it’s chicken or a simple boiled potato

Both is good since you make it for me

The stars blinking off colors on moon’s face

And I am blinking my eyes under the warm blanket

You wish good night to me beside yourself and pray

Let me wake up again to the lovely blue sky

I want to hug you close to me

You are my dear, truly lovable person

If I need to leave this world I want to leave

Thinking that you are waving with your little smile