Tuesday, November 22, 2005

سه شنبه

آنروز سه شنبه که از تورنتو برگشتم، گم گم بودم. ذهنم پر بود از فکرهای پرت و پلا. آنقدر غرق فکر بودم که کارت دانشجويی ام رو هم گم کردم. يک پيام شيرين از يک دوست که انگار فقط برای من بود و اون لحظه پر تشويش. پيام رو اينجا می نويسم، اميدوارم همونطور که اشک شادی به چشم من آورد، دل شما را شاد و لبتون رو پر خنده کنه: 

Note From God
I was there the day you were born
  and I gave you special gifts to last a lifetime.
           
I touched you, made you smile,
helped you grow and watched you take your first step.

I even reassured you that every
thing would be okay when you lost your first tooth.
     

I saw you off on your first day
of school...
and I lingered by your side the whole day.

I was there to console you every
time you cried and I held you every
time you fell and scraped your knees.

I was there every day all through the
years and I always strived to give
you direction.

I helped you every step of the way
into adulthood, bringing you daily
gifts of inspiration, hope and love.

And I gave you trials so that you
could grow into the warm and
beautiful person that you are...but I
never abandoned you to them.

I've never for a single second, turned
my back on you when you needed
me - even when you thought that
you didn't need me.

I heard you every time you spoke
and I answered every prayer -
though sometimes... for your best
interest, I didn't answer them the
way you hoped I would.

I'm still with you through your joys,
your hopes, your tears, your
dreams... through the bad day, the
good days - through every day
of your life.

And I will be there in the end to
give you comfort and see you safely
home where you will sit beside me
in all the glory of heaven.


~Love God~
If you like, send this to people you call friends. If you don't send this,
Nothing will happen. But if you send it, someone will smile.

please smile!!!!

 لایک / ۲ نظر / ۱۱ بازدید
Nima

سلام من هم مثل شما در غربت مينويسم.پيروز باشيد.
asal

سلام ما که خارجکيمون خوب نيست

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