再見太公

小石頭，今天是第一次媽媽不是因為開夜班而沒有跟你見面。你知道嗎？媽媽剛剛跟太公道別了！太公要到很遠很遠的地方，我想，太公應該會跟你不曾認識的太婆相會吧！

石頭爸爸身在上海，在這傷感的晚上，媽媽特別想見見你這"奀皮仔"。可真的太夜了，媽媽只能透過電話，跟你說說話。聽見你稚嫩的聲音一聲聲的叫著「媽媽」，心裡也稍稍安定下來。媽媽告訴你要陪太公，所以不能探望你了，你當然不會明白這是甚麼意思，於是媽媽只好問問你今天乖嗎，不知怎的，你竟然答說：『#@*&%!^$*﹝BB話﹞...... Thomas！』果然不改你那「估唔到」的個性。

小石頭，太公這就走了；不打緊！說不定太公會化身閃亮的星星，在高高的天空守護著我們呢！

My Grandfather's Clock
Written By: Henry Clay Work

My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four when he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

My grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time, and had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.

And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit was pluming his flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time, with a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.