Farewell
It crossed my mind,
early yesterday morning:
That he could leave any time,
unexpectedly.
"You never know" I thought
and then forgot about it.
But in the evening
I got the message,
That the friendly old man
who always takes a stroll
in our street
with his little white-brown dog,
had fallen down - from the stairs
straight into heaven.
Goodbye, dear man.
Thank you
for your acts of kindness.
Be well,
as will be
my remembrance of you.
04-08-2018
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