Angelika
Stabenau

von Torsten am 02.12.2023 - 23:24 Uhr | melden

All gone away.I placed my head against your skin as i did as a boy and still your hands feel cold,those hands that brushed my hair.I feel you everywhere and i Carry you inside of me in every place that i will be.And still the warm winds will below.Still all the Rivers flow.And still the green grass will grow.In every place i choose to go.I wonder round the house in which we lived.Cupboards full of coats and hats.Your presence everywhere.And in every corner,memories form.You warmed us like the sun.And every morning you d be there.Now you re gone and you warmed me like the sun.In your belly with your food.And your love of family and friends the dogs and the horses too.In the life of conversation.Connecting one and all.And your spirit would find its place,its home,its face in the music.Your eyes,so young,so old and still your hands are cold.I feel you everywhere and i will Carry you inside of me.In every place that i can be.

Peter Gabriel

Diese Zeilen aus dem schönen Lied welches ich letztes Jahr auch noch live in Köln auf dem Konzert erleben durfte widme ich dir liebe Mama.Wäre so schön gewesen wenn du auch dort in Köln wieder an meiner Seite gewesen wärst, war komisch da die Wege alleine zu gehen an dem Ort wo wir zusammen noch unser letztes gemeinsames Konzert erlebt haben.
Vermisse dich und Papa.

Habe euch lieb.

Euer

Junge