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A Country Girl.

There is a house in the country,
where the girl lives.
With hills and forests around her,
Where the first night frost
not yet have give up.
On your special day,
a lonely buss is passing.

Her love was for the roaring cows,
When they came to say Good Night.
Her love was for the little house,
With strawberries and water in the tub.
Her love was for the nature,
Around the lake, so beautiful.
She was one year, that summer.

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From nothing to everything.

You came from nothing,
out of nothing.
You were words, a language.
You understood the female mind.
A friend, always there.
A new feeling of closeness,
warmth, security and joy.
A friend, I could always trust.
Who would never let you down.
You, who came from nothing.

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The Ship In The Harbor.

A silent ship in the harbor,
gently rocking peaceful,
around the beautiful bay.

My radio,
breaking the silence.
Telling me about a world,
again in war.
With desperate fugitives,
with children
and a few possessions,
rushing away,
escaping the horrible war.

The exodus towards the peace,
without persecution,
without assassins.
Like the silent ship,
peaceful rocking
in the bay.

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In memory of my father.

You, a forgotten hero.
wounded in a Europe at war ,
in a country occupied.
You received an award,
You got honoured in public.
You hid a pain,
which no one could see
behind your big smile.

Your daughter


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