Kibbutz
Shoval – January 30, 1998 |
[translated from Hebrew]
Yonatan,
a year has passed and you're not here. Everyone misses you.
The justice, the support, the love, all wrapped like a gift
that was taken away a year ago. An important gift, a treasured
gift, this gift is no longer. A gift that you don't receive
a second time.
We have each other, but without you it's not the same. You
know that there is always a place in the heart of several
people for you, Yonatan, dear brother. If it was possible,
I would want you to return here - a place to which you will
never return.
I hope you are out there. I hope you are looking after the
guys there - Rotem, Niv. I hope that you are looking after
yourself. I just want you to sit on a cloud and look at us.
I hope that you are happy there like you were here.
We dreamed of you a lot but the dreams did not come true.
We talked about you a lot but you weren't here.
Maya (Yonatan's sister)
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