Forever young.

Jeg bor i et kollektiv med fire andre jenter. Det hender de andre har lagt seg når jeg ankommer hjemmet. Da er det "stille i fjøset", og jeg tenker på Pappa og smiler.
En kveld, da jeg gikk på ungdomsskolen, kom jeg hjem noe sent. De andre beboerne i Stohaugen hadde lagt inn årene, men Pappa satt i stua og hørte på musikk.
"Go´vakkermaren, jeg skal spille en sang for deg".

Det var denne:

May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
(Bob Dylan)