i miss you my sailor.

 

your clothes was shining in the sun, and your smile was white, like always.

but where are you now ? are you some hot place, taking the sun ?

 

sometimes i wate a post card from the bahama islands.

and sometimes i hope, i find your hat at the home beach.

 

but all this is just a dream, i know, someday we will meet again.

 

rosie

ps. englantini on mitä on, mutta pointti kai selviää.