The Present

You wont give up till the last day
Isn't it a long long way away
It may be in December or May
An endless wait to get your pay
Better is it not, to move after a short pray
And enjoy to the fullest, whats on your tray

It goes on!

A game of poker life is nothing but

You cant control how the deck is cut

You open your cards with lots of hope

A good hand can give plenty of rope

But bad cards shouldnt make you low lay

With anticipation you must stay and play

Friend, keep a poker face and stick it out

In the end you will win without doubt

Even if you dont win it really doesnt matter

When friends you have to dance, drink and chatter

Oh Bea!

Oh I tried so much, gave a lot of thought

But Bea, describe you one cannot,

No, neither in song, pictures nor in text

For none like you in this world or the next

Oh we have to be careful, for you are addictive

You think like a child, do what is intuitive

The talks, from boyfriends to if there is God

You have an answer to everyting, we accept and nod!

Oh Berlin was beautiful when you were here

It didnt matter, that the sun was nowhere near

With you, beer and chocolate were so nice a treat

But please dont break bottles on Berlin's main street!

Oh Bea, always be the way you are now

My best wishes for you, with lots of love

I mIsS yOu ThReE

The little of you I got in exchange

Sometimes keeps me all night waking

In hope for a meeting just by chance

For me to say the right words

That can perhaps make the meaning true

In a cycle we will be, till we unite

For I know, and hope that you too

That we cant overwrite what is to be

And if I have to be born again, I will

To get more of you that will remain