Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thanksgiving with Close Friends

Light out of a single window
on a hill immersed in deep dark
and the silhouette
of dense pines

I look into your eyes
you describe the initial bond
the first eye contact
between a father and a newborn son

I tell how much happier you are
and I'm searching for
the proper words
to say goodbye

my dear friend

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