Minggu, Maret 25, 2012

What Matters Most

It’s not how long we held each other’s hand
What matter is how well we loved each other
It’s not how far we travelled on our way, but what we found to say
It’s not the spring you see, but all the shade of green

It’s not how long I held you in my hand
I know what matter is how sweet the year together
It’s not how many summer times we have to give to fall
The early morning smile, we tearfully recall
What matter most is that we loved at all,
What matter most is that we loved at all….




Kenangan atas dr. Renaldi MN Fattah., MS Sp(OK)
Dari Jakarta ke Sungai Gerong
26 Maret
2012



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