Gudrun
a divine misery
is your name
but your a simply girl
you do not search the fame.
You can only undestand
that your life in iceland
is like a little good day
and your sun everyday
is your smile
it’s ok.
God was created the word
in a seven few days
and at last of the day
she remember a name
On that sunday he go
in a lake like your eyes
and pick stars and the lux
to create your hair.
1000 roses your smile
like the color of lips
and the mistery is …
… can i do a big friend
of a miracle girl ?
i do not sleeping now
but i can only see
that my dream is with me
and a miracle is here !!
Poem wrote by
Marco Vasselli
for Gudrun Lilja Jònasdòttir
Tank you Gully for all that you are for me
A far friend, but near in my soul
#1 by gudrun lilja on 23 settembre 2009 - 12:26 PM
Thank u soooo much sweety…..
#2 by Marco on 23 settembre 2009 - 12:56 PM
from when i wrote this poem for you, i tink again all this thing, and in all this time i could add in that more and more about you, but there aren’t a poem that can contain all the words to say how marvelous person are you. You don’t say me tank you, but i must say it to you, for the smiles that you make me, for the things that i learn every day to you, and for this friendship that i feel real also if we are far.