PRINCESS PARK

Chapter 41

I never gave him my poem which was about him.

I never thanked him for the kisses and hope he gave me.

I never even asked him the name, that now I saw on the tombstone.

„Harry." I read it, by looking at the engraved letters. I should have heard it from him.

I never told him, that he is my home. That I could write a song about him, if he only wanted.

If only I could fly...