Sunday, 1 November 2009
For my Little Brothers
When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
we used to love while others used to play.
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.
Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don't ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess we'll cry come first of May.
-First of May, Bee Gees-
Buat adik-adikku yang selalu nyebelin, ngeselin, rese, ngajak berantem mulu, takut ke dapur sendirian, dll, jangan sedih ya. Mbak iah gak tau kalian suka nangis sendirian di kamar kaya mbak iah apa enggak. Mbak iah gak pernah tau kalian bahagia apa enggak dengan keputusan mereka itu. Tapi kalian tetep gak boleh sedih ya, mbak iah sayang kalian.... penakut :p
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