claude.vedder

I have seen his birth
Smiling at the face of the earth

I have seen him growing up
Trying to walk and to stand up

I have seen his teenage years
Wiping his first tears

I have seen him happy
With a girl named Mary

I have seen no child
Making him become wild

I have seen his sadness
Taking refuge in loneliness

I have seen him living
Just drinking and drinking

I have seen his new way
Beginning to waste away

I have seen him closing his eyes
Leaving the earth at sunrise.

Claude VEDDER 13/01/2007