DILEK

How many wishes you made, how many candles you blew? How many wishes you whispered to the eternity while a star was falling in the dark? how many of them are yours? How many voices are your voice? They sneaked even to your dreams, while you were making your wishes between blue and green, while you could still be astonished by everything. They invaded your plays, while you could still play. With your demands, you felt valuable,. There is no other color, it was red, but they painted you pink from red. While you were brushing your doll`s hair with tender, their expectations blended into your wishes.
My wish is white..for all of us.. infinitive white.. Color it as you like, let it fly in its colors.. let you be inside the white..only you..refined, pure, rested.. make a wish. A wish that is secret and sacred with your truth and let it be yours!..