Tomorrow is bringing the answer
Wait for it in silence.
Let it hold you calmly,
And keep your lips hot.
Silence makes you think,
It conceals your thought
In the darkness of night
And there is no moonlight
But just a lamp's shadow
Pointing to the spot
That my daddy was right.
And when he told me this
He held me tight...
There was no light on
In his blurring glance.
Or was it memory
Pouring tears on my eyes.
07.12.10
To my oldest friend
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