dad
Spring is around, trees grow high
my song is full of grief
because you left me like a thief
silent in your sleep dad
and I had still so much to tell
I brought you a glass water
and it was the last morning
I saw you alive
my youth as a teenager
got an abrupt end...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| death_darkness: | Maandag, april 30, 2007 00:37 |
| ik sluit me aan bij de reactie van l.bert.mooi geschreven je gedicht moonwoman. | |
| L.Bert: | Maandag, april 30, 2007 00:25 |
| I see you tumbling in your live I see you grow to be a wife I see you crying in your sleep Don''t cry my baby it makes me weep |
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| Auteur: moonwoman | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 april 2007 | ||
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