Loving someone is the greatest gift of all... if only in a minute we can love this person, we will never forget how to love him... and i, i never given much thought on how i would die... but dying in the place of someone i love seems like a good way to go... and i cant regret the decision i’ve made to leave home... i will miss the cloud, i will miss my loving, erratic, harebrained dad n mom...i will miss my brother and sister... i will miss u...

Or maybe.....
When the thorns bush turns white, that’s when i’ll come home....
i am going out to see what i can sow...
and i dont know where i’ll go and i dont know what i’ll see...
but i’ll try not to bring it back home with me...