Sunday, 2 September 2007

A hug for my favourite

I was walking in a street, suddenly something hit me. Was a big man with a kid in his arms and now I want to tell you how I feel.

We live together in a photograph,

your age is on my knees.

I look into your eyes and

I see was open not to me.

I was so afraid of the night and

I hoped someone take care of me

when I was tired.

I have not memories of your

devotion.

For today I'm a child and

I don't feel dignity to be,

I say: god

I'm free I trust.

I was looking for you a long time ago,

our time is gone.

Forgive me,

let leave me.

A hug for you,

my favourite ... dad.


Momo'

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

so di te specialmente da qua. buona fortuna a tutti