The first instance that strike me
Was when I saw your farmar hands..
That was present you
The second time it was
When I saw you in a blue jersey holding a football.. that was the old you the keeper
That picture of yours is the actual reason that
Kept me mesmrrized everytime I saw
Before knowing you as I know you now
I still treasure that picture and always will..
I hope one day I shall not only pen down these things here But will get to tell all this right to your face...my farmer boy how I adored you since the begining and how I longed for you
But that time is very far.. I shall wait for the right time.And if you Iam gone
my pen and the plane where I dot this shall keep you safe here forever