I miss you my friend !

Good morning my little Greek clown!
Why did you come from very far away to stay here in front of me?
Why have you chosen my study desk to live now?
I looked at you yesterday and I couldn’t understand anything.
Why have I looked after you?
Although you spilled blood from my own hand,
I have affectionately fastened with glue your broken hand.
Who am I looking for when I look into your cold glass eyes?
I didn’t know anything about my feelings.
I didn’t know until last night when I did one prayer.
During that time my God tell me a secret about this.
He said you are here because I did a true friend.
A true friend who lives farther,
Farthest I could imagine someday in my life.
There is a huge ocean between us.
There are any lands too.
There is different language,
A different way of think,
But, I did a true friend.
Because this, my little Greek clown
Today you look at the sea-line to see the sunrise
Waiting for…