“When I open my eyes
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I sleep
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I walk
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I eat
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I read
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I write
You are there, my love. Stanford
When I open my eyes
You are there, my love, Israel.
When I sleep
You are there, my love, for Jewish toddlers.
When I walk
You are there, my love, Jewish sisters.
When I eat
You are there, my love, Jewish brothers.
When I read
You are there, my love, with Jewish blood.
When I write
You are there, my love. Israeli Star
I am traumatized by losing my son, Stanford, and you, Israeli Star.”