The night

I walked into the night.

A long and lonely walk into the
dark
all by myself.

Curious,
scared,
sad,
yet
determined
I approached
some kinda
final stage.

Expecting no one to be by my side.
No one to be next to me
in the dark.

And then I heard your voice
like silver bells
right next to me,
you looked at me and you were
there.
With your questioning  smile and your boyish blond hair.

The only person who' s there in my final hour:
my beloved son.