The book is ( About The Life part I)
Every day I visit the garden to touch this old seat to
remember my memories with you on this old seat. On this old seat I sit to
remember you and found the tears fill of my eyes again. Beside this old seat
all flowers when see me wilt for my sadness because these flowers can feel with
my feelings my baby. Do you remember
this seat my baby. I still remember the first time when I sat close to you and
looking at your eyes to ask you about your name. Your arrow touched my heart
and every day I was waiting you near to see you. I still remember when I
touched your hand when I was sitting very close to you in order to tell you
about my love and see the light of your eyes and charming smile with shame,
which full of your face. Now the seat became empty without you just me alone
sit on this seat and touch your place with my hand to feel with your soul.
Unfortunately I don’t have anything except my memories with you my baby.
Mohammed Abdeltawab
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