Friday, December 31, 2010

Donald Louis Anderson: February 17, 1931 – December 29, 2010



When I am older than these small goddamned hills
And there's no reason for my mind to be still

Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

When I have finally found my room filled with toys
Be banging on my crib excited by noise

Oh, how I'll feel
Like a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

And when there's nothing to gain
Or bring me pain or pin the blame
On you or myself

And when they finally fall
These wailing walls and burdened crosses
God's twilights and all

Oh, how I'll feel
Like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child, such a beautiful child again

When I am older than these small goddamned hills

--Rufus Wainwright


Bye, Dad.

3 comments:

skpasell said...

Oh Tim, i am so sorry. I am sending you and your family love and prayers.

love
Sarah

Laurie said...

sniff.

Rachell Roth said...

tim, your dad looked like a sweet man. Todd and I have you in our thoughts.
Love, Roth