The Harlequin

Was you the man who came in to my life unexpected?
I can still remember your first steps.
You where so different from the others.

You was so free and flexible.
You didn’t see any obstacles or feel unsecured.
You just dance in to my life like the Harlequin with his magical staff.

Your clothes were different from the others.
Every square had his own shape and colour.
The clothes was painted in red, black and white

You were the king who stood for all the cards colours.

Hearts
Spades
Diamonds
Clubs

No one could ever take your place.

Every movement and gesture had his own personality and structure.
Your passion was to dance and to bring joy and happiness in to our life.
You was the rot of the rot who felt love and compassion for others.

You will always be my Harlequin.
And I will always remember you as the man who danced on the moon.

And perhaps.
And perhaps.

I can be your Flower.
I can be your Moon.
I can be your Journey.


- Skriven av Annina Koch