I know I know nothing now, about all I thought I knew. I know only the size and shape of what you took with you. Here among the tall trees and memories, I sit and watch the sky. I sit and watch the hand of God and try not to ask him why. I know for every prayer that God will answer, there’ll be a price to pay. And in this world and the next, that no-one get away.
Good bye 2020.