Wednesday, June 27, 2012

A Poet to His Father

I tried so hard to understand
Why should we be?

Your gift that year was a family divided
Gone in our lives then we were suddenly

I remember the stories you used to tell
There in my bed I would listen so well

A hymn of forgiveness plays softly hours
From them and me and her to you

Out of sadness and melancholy in the sky brightness and
For many years, I was longing for your return

The wounds healed, scars, gone, a new beginning
An agreement uninterrupted guitar is set to be strummed
A bright chapter of our lives has long started
The pain and tears are now once upon ...


- Sometimes written in 1988
Rehashed on Thursday, January 20, 2005
While listening to circumvent the "pain" in Budapest
('Too Blind to Hear', 2002, Easy Street)

© 2005 elf ideas

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