HairlessCaveApe
Active member
My Father stood besids me last night. I was in the basement, He was in Hungary. I didnt know he was there but his hair blew back into his beard and he kicked his poney into the wind. My beautifull father, the crazy mongol rides in the wind now and to hear the wind blow is to hear his voice. Hel touch me again on the next sunny day when the warm beams caress my forhead. -Untill I see you again Father. I LOVE YOU. -My fathers gone from this earth. Il see Him again when I go to see my maker. -Blessins on everyone.