Young boy, don’t cry, the real life isn’t like those happy movies you like; when love passes by, promise me that you will hold it tight. Do never let it fly, flying so deep into the sky, far far away, where the regrets thrive. Young boy, don’t cry, everyone has their own destiny to fulfill and chance to try; it might be cloudy and rainy in some days, but there will eventually be the endless sunshine. That some one will be there to hold your hands, read you your favourite poems and wipe your tears dry. Young boy, please don’t cry; age is just a number, a heart filled with emotions is where the home is; true feelings don’t lie. You will explore humanity through those crowed cities with skyscrapers; urban jungles full of coldness and silences. Facing the whole world by yourself is never an easy thing to do, obstacles and barriers will always present themselves on your way; you just have to be brave, do never hide. Your dream will no longer be a dream when it comes true; life is alive and alway going forward. Young boy, please smile, don’t be sad; because it is bright, even brighter than thousand of planets and stars day and night...... July 2018. Pat.