An Angel Now

Do you know what I remember?
The smell of tobacco and the shoulders you held me when we traveled through the crowd. It seemed to me that I could reach the clouds.

The dancing shoes you bought me.

The poppy flowers...

The  white hair...

The black car...

I remember everything, but...

But your voice is begginning to fade...

Rest in peace, dad!

I forgive you for everything!

❤