She was twelve when we met her Buried in the south mountain of her home Heavens awake She asked me who could it be Have I done a thing with anyone yet Silence is shining on When there's nothing that we'd rather share Than that bodily warmth if we dare But she's already twelve and I am Just a child, warm and shy She said I'll know when he is born And I'll know all the time I'll be a good parent Now in this hotel of my life Wondering who I am Never quite as sure after her life But questioning him Finding out at last that freedom is A state of mind Still not knowing how To get along with this mankind © BF-WATCH TV 2021