the agreement the final word

sitting in the ruins

out of water

saw the white door many times

there is always much to spend

with pictures across eyes

realized

when parting

   just around the corner

we shared so many good times that

            we had to

thank god for allowing us to meet

we should treasure every encounter

maybe that is part of significance

maybe that is part   of 
days   of 
     mind

the agreement

      the final word

because

      at this moment

it is only

to feel the   

well  

   their

elders

full of sorrow

like grateful trees

a park of need

thank you for the better

from the same factory

      victory

because the feast was all good but

when her tears today

ended up on

      your face

         it looked like

two brothers and a sister

in the same boat

   wearing navy blue coats

singing songs

      writing poems

all the way home