"Und manchmal, während wir so schmerzhaft reifen, dass wir beinahe daran sterben, erhebt sich aus allem, was wir nicht begreifen, ein Gesicht und sieht uns strahlend an" Rainer Maria Rilke
Freitag, 1. Januar 2010
Precious Child
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precoius child, precious child.
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child.
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
‘Cause you are with me still.
In my heart, you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho’ it may be true that we’re apart
You will live forever…..in my heart.
In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child.
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still.
God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there’s a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then.
In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho’ it may be true that we’re apart
You will live forever……in my heart.
(Words and Music by Karen Taylor-Good)
Foto: Herz-Stein in Irland
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Liebe Gabi,
was für einen wundervollen Text du wieder gefunden hast. Sie fallen dir in die Hände, oder?
Für dein neues Jahr wünsche ich dir Kraft und die Erinnerung an die Sonne, das sind die Dinge, die die dunklen Tage erträglich machen.
Sei fest gedrückt,
Deine Kerstin
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