In dreams (personal)

5 August, 2016 at 19:08 | Posted in Varia | 1 Comment


This one is in loving memory of Kristina, beloved wife and mother of David and Tora.
Twenty three years have passed since the day the unthinkable happened.
People say time heals all wounds.
I wish that was true.
But some wounds never heal — you just learn to live with the scars.

But in dreams,
I can hear your name.
And in dreams,
We will meet again.

When the seas and mountains fall
And we come to end of days,
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there
I will go there
And back again.


1 Comment

  1. We are rooted and so vulnerable. So sorry for your and your children’s great loss.

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