The bushes, the trees—they are so green and beautiful in the early morning hours. I smell the jasmine trees, remembering that other smell of jasmines, so long ago and in such a faraway place. I see you, my little friend. You are next to me. You wait for me to do what I need to do before we continue on our way. I can see your smile. Your tongue is sticking out, as if you were relieved and glad.
It has been worthwhile. I want you to know that. My time with you has been worth it. It has made both of us happy. Let’s go back, I say. You follow me. The trees and the bushes and the flowers—these will be part of us forever. I will never forget you.