The Strongest, the funniest, the sweetest,
Your jokes cured all my illnesses.
Every room you stepped into turned into a Party
The Best Daddy, the best husband, even the best stranger
Whoever sat near you felt there existed no danger.
On your bicycle you appeared every morning, like an angel
There was a rush of excitement like strawberry raindrops
Your death came unexpected
I have turned into a fountain of tears
Where does all this water come from?
And I expected to see you again, I was so certain!
A crater you have left on Earth where a jungle and a city will both flourish
Only your memories are enough to feel nourished
Oh Lord, oh mine, please help to heal this painful wound in our hearts!
For we are devastated, lost with no knowledge!
R.I.P Ryszard
Xxxx
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