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Summary

On the day of father's Day, dedicating our best wishes poem to all fathers, on earth and in heaven.

Sometimes words are missing, other times inappropriate ones emerge, sometimes we let ourselves be influenced, still others we are ashamed of saying them.

Then, it may be late, and you just have to look towards the Heaven and whisper to her in a low voice: Happy birthday dad.

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To my father by Alfonso Gatto

If I come back tonight next
along the street where the shadow falls
blue already that it seems spring,
to tell you how dark the world is and how
to our dreams in freedom light up
of hopes of the poor of heaven
I would find a baby cry
and eyes open with a smile, black
black as the swallows of the sea.

It would be enough for me that you were alive,
a man alive with your heart is a dream.

Now memory is a shadow on the earth
of your voice that said to your children:
- How beautiful the night is and how good it is
to love each other like this with the air in full swing
right into sleep – You saw the world
in the full moon lean out to that sky,
the men walked towards dawn.