A handshake is always combined with a look
The timing is all
says who you are and what you want
My grandfather wanted all around him for the great
greeting because if you come back from war
when there is no one waiting at the station
rifarti must devise a way to start the new
65 years after
Waiting for a moment
Plan All people care
perfect
have cherished
lean his forehead between the eyes veiled
and intent to look ahead
But where?
Then the turn of his nephew
I approached the father, son, brother
that for years I had expected that I reproach
or heard snoring upstairs
or witnessed the pain, sincere
I took the hand that hand
full of stains Old age and delicacy
trying to hit the remote flies
mistaking them for the hand that guided me
, spurred on, chased, but never beaten
shouted that hand now clutching
strongly and say goodbye Even
may be slow to leave a legacy
means feeling scroll
experience and continuing education to pass the baton
here it is the importance of that hand
And eyes where watching?
I do not know exactly
But the void
Maybe not in that moment other eyes than those established
" For all death has a look.
Death will come and will have your eyes. "
You live the creation of that look
staff who, together with gentle hands
remains ours.
Copyright © 2010 Gianmarco Galuppo 
