A Memoir of Mr.Birdie
November 14, 2007 by elsaloekito
I can still vividly feel the excitement
the first time when I heard your playful noise.
Like it was only yesterday.
You have always been there,
witnessing my life transformations and its secrets.
Not only mine, but others’ too.
It is as if you can see what we, human beings, see,
and hear what we hear.
Or is that all a mere coincidence when things are uttered at perfect occasions?
Your cheerful greetings and laughters
break the silence of my nights,
intensify the voice of my days.
Perhaps we should have chatted more about life.
Perhaps I should have taken more care of you.
Or perhaps I should have let you fly freely long time ago.
One day, I wished, we could read each other’s minds.
You’re no longer here my friend
but you’ll remain in my memories.
’till we meet again….
I’ll miss you, mr birdie.
FAREWELL
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iyah yah… jadi terpikir…
si burung pancasila itu tau semua cerita** kita yah…
iyah cim,.. dipikir2, dia udah ada
dari jaman kita pertama kali berteman lhoh..
kelas 3 smp.
tragedi2 di rumah gue,
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semuanya dia jadi saksi.
terharu…