That is an old poem Written by Aldo Kraas
1,2,3, The sun will come out tomorrow 1,2,3, Today it is a bit cold But if you go out for walk
Inside of Aldo’s life The curtain doesn’t rise anymore After 14 years And it is so painful for me to see… And to live with the fall every si…
Deep in December Is time to have A white Christmas So that the kids can make Snowman
That beautiful starry night During the Summer night I enjoy very much I look up in the sky And I see all the
Serious cases I have lots The one that bothers me A lot is my anger That I don’t know
We are trapped In a no win situation And we are all blacks Buying joints from The drug dealers in the street
My love That my Father gave to me I will share with my siblings Because they also need love From me
What’s on my mind now Is sleep And I know I slept badly this nig… Because I woke up at 12: 00 am And outside it is dark
I am fascinated With God’s nature He did a good job Making the trees And he used his holy
Come with me to the Veteran’s cem… So that we can pay our respects to… That died in the world war Fighting for peace
Never too late To make new Friends in our Lives Because we
My father How I love To have That untitled Painting hanging
I believe I will die In peace some day And If God calls me I will be ready for him I don’t have good health anymore
It is so sweet The way you kiss me I just love to be kissed By you father Don’t stop
Quero viver a vida That my father gave To me I will not Waste my life