Within the boneIs marrowWithin my heartIs an old storyWith a new ending Once we wereA family of threeI, the childAnd in our marrowWas faith and trustBut when Dad diedSome of it left with him Mother’s pain and mineServed not to easeBut to sharpen the other’sAs I grew upI did my part to hurtAnd she did … Continue reading Vater Schläft*