I have a choice
I have a choice
I must write poetry every day
For my Father and my friends
It is my Father who have made I
in his image
60 years ago
I am one of my father’s child
I am not the young child
I am the oldest child
Father you are my fountain of hope
Father you give me the inspiration to write
Father you will be my vision if one day I just
Can’t see anything anymore
Father I know that my body is very fragile
I need to take good care of my body
I hope I will never end with dementia
Because if I do I want know my family and friends anymore
That is a new poem
Written by
Aldo kraas
