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ONCE UP ON A TIME...*2012*



ONCE UP ON A TIME ...*2012*

Once upon a time...
there was a tender homeless poet...
He had a blogg open at every hour
where I could read his thoughts and troubles.

Every day he wrote some story
and sometimes romantic poems...

He lived on the street , with bare feet and a
dirty sheet...

He ate his meals with the poors and slept his nights
in a wild- wood hole...

He was sad and with a lot of pain,
but his eyes were full of awe...

He wandered around...in search for his home, but
his parents shut him out ,because they thought,
he was mad
without no doubts...

But his poems was so great
and his voice so full of grace...

He sang sweet melodies,with an old guitar and sometimes even
with a borrowed piano...

He loved churches and psalm songs
and to be with people from all the world...

But only in nature, he found real reliefs,
and sometime even peace...

He could stay there for days
eating dry bread ,mushrooms and grass...

All the animal he loved ,but most of all: dogs.
He could hugs them for hours and kiss them
with no shame in a wild -love embrace...

I wonder where he is now...and if he found his way back home
...or if he somewhere
still alone...

All is left is memories
and my heart full of grief...*TS*












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