JOHAN ALBERT GROOTERS
Gerboren 22 - 12 - 1937
Overlijden 15 - 09 - 2009
Neede
I’m sorry Joop,
That I didn’t listen.
I remember that day, so clear,
sitting in your kitchen,
You warned me about them,
But I didn’t listen.
I got scared on that day,
As I watched you begin fading away.
Now I ask you for one more chance.
To find back some balance.
So please let me say…
I’m sorry Joop,
That I didn’t listen
That last day you spoke to me privately;
in your kitchen.
I want to give back your dignity and those last hours, and
take from your coffin that great big flower.
I’m sorry Joop,
That I didn’t listen.
That last day we spent in your kitchen.
I was the one that you had hoped would hear
Your last words,
and protect you from all that fear.
Help me now, my friend, because the pain is still alive.
As my life has taken a horrible dive.
The future still seems so blue,
For the only one that really, really knew you.
Get me through this even though it was me that made that mistake.
Sometimes I just don’t know how much more I can take.
I love you and miss you so very much,
Never forgetting that last soft touch.
So please forgive me and never never forget,
How much I will always always reget..
That it was me that forgot to listen,
On that last day you spoke just to me in your kitchen.
I’m so sorry.
By Janae Martin
16 maart 2010