MY BEAUTIFUL. WIFE? watercolors. may 2014


May 30, 2014

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I reached as all for endless love

No news of joy, had come tonight

But flowing blood is brought to light

That in the land where i was born

I find my home, in Russian storm

Hope is crushed and life is shut

I endless sketched into the night

No other way, i have to fight

With false hope and much despair

Try to remember, not to forget

So many of my fellow dead

I paint my wife, she sleeping tight

Or standing naked under the light

In blood and black my fight is dellt

My back-bound arms as war is felt

So far away, heartbroken fate

Like serving loved ones one a plate.

written by Wilhelm Barba Rossa (WBR)

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