Tuesday, 28 April 2015
They leap, they dance, they fly
Sparkles on the water
Moonlight in her hair
She dreams that she is with them
That she is playing there
Until once again she wakens
Were they ever really there?
Tuesday, 21 April 2015
auf's Kärtlein ein Gedicht -
verzeih', es ist unmöglich, denn
dichten kann ich nicht.
I wish I could write you
a poem onto this card -
forgive me, it's impossible cause
I can't write poetry.
Tuesday, 14 April 2015
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
I remember him when he was brought to my home for the first time. It was a fluffy nubbin, travelling around the flat.
I remember him years later, running from one room to another, playing with his toys. We were best friends.
And now he is gone. I know that he will always be with me - in my heart.