Your Voice Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

Every time I hear your voice in my head, just makes me feel home again. Now that your voice is here, can you hold me in your arms like the way you did before.

Well every time I hear your voice, it feels like that you there somewhere? .

Now I see, that times have changed. It feels like there is a rain cloud above me, that can not hide.

So every time I hear your voice, it feels like that you are there beside me. But I can only hear the footsteps getting closer to me.

Even through my eyes, you'll be looking out too. Even the way I walk, you'll be walking too.

Even though your not here, I can still feel you in me. That is how I know that you are there.

So let's take a walk and see where this road will lead us to? Maybe we can find a place to sit and have a conversation between you & me.

April 19th
2009
Max D. Hornbogen
To: Dad