Astra was special
In every way
With all the colors
Of white yellow and grey.
When I think of him
I shed a tear.
He was so wise
Beyond his years.
With his silly ways
And quiet heart
We made a bond
We will never part.
In the heavens
Now you must fly
Till we unite
In heavens’ sky.
Gail
Astra |
18, Aug 2001 |
Gail |