Apr 2018
This thunder
reminds me of the old times
when I would climb into your bed in fear.
I sleep alone now,
for the same thunder
is now the lullaby
you sing for me
from heaven.
reminds me of the old times
when I would climb into your bed in fear.
I sleep alone now,
for the same thunder
is now the lullaby
you sing for me
from heaven.
In memory of my late father
