Bebo

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	Gifts
	Memories and dreams – I am as you. A mourner in his teens there’s not one but two. I watched you battle, watched you at war. I was too young to see when they closed the door. I’m the age you are now – I stall tall, Half this life ago we lost it all. It’s an unwritten rule – something parents never do Seven years old but I still carried them through. You hurt! You cried - In the silence of the night, Your blood, and our fears – almost ten thousand tears. They rained down and now it drizzles. Every now and then the sun shows – and I remember what isn’t. Now I carry you with me in my heart and in my mind, Every time I need you I call to the sky. I’ll carry us till the end; it’s a long way away, You shall shake my hand and they will rue that day. The red star blazes on the life of the earth, We’ve fought side by side since that moment – since our birth. The earth cannot touch the sun, yet it shines down still You break the clouds for me and I feel your will. The gates stay closed for you so I hear you in the wind, But I’ll take you with me even though you have sinned. Haunted in the night and the hours of twilight, No nightmares for me – just the moon and our midnight. I took your name – its part of me now, Not on the face but on the middle – the heart somehow. I’ve always felt different, dazzling – almost special. Was it your dream to have this profession? Most – they laugh to hide the tears, But I rejoice in the beauty of the years. I remember it well those gifts you gave, The wound still weeps, you I couldn’t save. And now you shine as a brick wall, You’re nothing but a whisper in a dead silent hall. But I say now as when you took the fall, Everything ends even at the curtain call.
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