bells toll

by walterdoege

I remember…the bells toll…I heared…something different…sounds me different…I look to sky…a summer evening…I stay in the need of pray…one year and three months ago…my heart hurted…blue…I get down…the bells toll…why?…I guess for one reason…for remember me…the gift of my life…my gratitude…love is the only way I feel…life…loving is my only way…since this day…I play my blues with my blue…I feel I am well with myself…I feel free to love…and an insight…love…and an outsight…keep writing…I write from my experience…I remember…my first book…I published it on 2001…a romance…I guess I am a romancist…romance and jazz: ways of loving