Purple, brown and blue cars?
Sinister is towards the left
Treated like a fathers gift?
Thus, in the end, leaving us bereft;
Speaking about me, this way
Was a german in clever disguise
'No finer gift to be given'?
Unanimous in all members eyes?
So many years the Hill of Acropolis
So many years the Aegean still blue
Come let us touch YOUR tomorrows
That truly belong to only you;
By, Theodora Onken
February 12,2013
With love remembering my father
Missing you always;
You should not have died when you did! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem