i´ve been at the funeral,
a dear old man died.
how can it be-
i have had the opportunity to know him only for the 5 last years of his long life.
so, i hardly knew him,
but i loved him,
because what he was.
he left a strong mark of himself in my mind.
what a personality!
i feel my words are not enough.
i got a gift, i got to know him,
i feel he gave me something that i would love to be able to give forward.