I heard a child crying in the night Why are you crying son, my father said? I feel so sad, why are you weeping? I long for the old days when livening near The forest where my dog and I walked. I wish to return. You are too old now, my father said, think Of your struggle carry firewood and water The hills are steep. I had dreams back then of being famous it has come to nothing. If you believe in yourself, it is all you need, My father said. A sigh from the son that went louder and Louder and ended in anguish holler. Both father and son fell asleep and soon It will be morning.