For each time that...

For each time that
you asked the wind
to bring him back to you,
for each prayer that
you directed to the heavens
to take you away from here,
for each tear that
crying in the night
you left behind you,
for each morning that
you laid out your dreams
in a cup of coffee,
I turned on a star up there, high in the sky,
a star of love,
but the most beautiful star
hidden by fog
you lit mama
in the depth of my heart.

by Mau