Father and son.
Father and son
Words of thunder and tears of rain,
lightning strikes within her brain.
A face of joy a heart of pain,
she knows she will be alone again.
She sees him slipping trough her hands,
a dream she dreams with scenes so sad.
A son appears which was gone,
waits for his dad to take him along.
You see dad walking trough the day,
thoughts of things to do, words to say.
Plans for the future he will not meet,
things that grow inside him.
. . . the secret we have to keep.
Words of thunder and tears of rain,
the lighting strikes within our brain.
We see dad walking trough the day,
the son he lost, will come soon.
. . . to take him away.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Dylirium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 maart 2006 | ||
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