To My Zon

i like your eyes

i like your nose

i like your mouth
your ears, your hands, your toes

i like your face

it is really you!

i like the things you say and do

cos there is not a single soul

who sees the skies the way you do it:

through your eyes

and aren't you glad?

you should be glad

there is no one, no one

exactly like you are...

Mãe