He asked: “Where is he gone?”, and the old lady said: "he is flying close to the stars!"
To the memory of my friend Felice (that in english means “Happy”)
Photo found on the net
Music: Cielo e Terra (Al Di Meola)
1 comment:
I am sorry about your friend. I found this Eskimo proverb a while ago and thought it was beautiful.
“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”
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