18 Mai 2020

Father

in the morning

Wants to see you

Your bed is empty

your room tidy

 

longing

 

I wait for it in the evening

that you come home

 

me into your

Arms closes

so that I can

the power

your love

Feel

 

Often

I listen

your voice after

who trusted me

Before I go to sleep

I tell you

How i love

you have

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