A man, my baby girl, stood up from his chair and said: 'I am dead among the living'.

A man, my baby girl, stood up from his chair and said: 'I am dead among the living'.

Imagine that:

Heaven just walked in. 

Liquid days and things to look forward to.

Baby girl and worlds of glass.

He sat down in his chair, a tear rolled down his cheek and everybody applauded.

'Can you yell me how you became a prince?'

A raindrop-teardrop rolls down a window on a Sunday afternoon. Her finger makes a winding road out of its path.

Baby girl, did you applaud your daddy too?