Golden Heart

My hear is gold

My soul is silver
I am the iron man
I have no wings, I am no an angel
Sun burns metal but a silver soul remains on the universe
I can’t wave to the crowd.. can´t see me from where am I 
I wish I could smile high from the sky, looking round and beaming to the angel who was chosen to take me
I will come back one day, and tell how beautiful the sky is when you can see the whole Earth below
Respect the elders to reach to the sky
They will beam at you before you even notice…