Haukur minn \u00e1 afm\u00e6li \u00ed dag. 16 \u00e1ra. Hann er a\u00f0 vinna \u00fati \u00e1 landi og \u00e9g \u00e1kva\u00f0 a\u00f0 gefa honum GSM s\u00edma, kannski a\u00f0allega sj\u00e1lfrar m\u00edn vegna. \u00dearf enn\u00fe\u00e1 \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 halda a\u00f0 vera p\u00ednul\u00edti\u00f0 \u00f3missandi. Hann \u00e6tlar til \u00c1stral\u00edu. \u00c9g mun sakna hans, hrikalega.<\/p>\n
\nEr m\u00e9r vaxinn yfir h\u00f6fu\u00f0, l\u00edfs m\u00edns \u00f3\u00f0ur.
\nMinninganna m\u00e6ti sj\u00f3\u00f0ur,
\nmyndarpiltur, drengur g\u00f3\u00f0ur.<\/p>\n
Aldrei hefur lagt sig l\u00e1gt, \u00ed l\u00edfi s\u00ednu.
\nAldrei viki\u00f0 \u00fat af l\u00ednu
\ne\u00f0a brug\u00f0ist trausti m\u00ednu.<\/p>\n
#Ekki \u00fearf a\u00f0 undrast \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00e9g um \u00fea\u00f0 kve\u00f0i.
\nM\u00edn er l\u00edfsins mesta gle\u00f0i
\na\u00f0 mega vi\u00f0 \u00feig blanda ge\u00f0i.#<\/p>\n
Hann var g\u00f3\u00f0ur, gla\u00f0v\u00e6r, frj\u00f3r og greindur piltur.
\n\u00cd vei\u00f0imannaleikjum villtur,
\nvar \u00fe\u00f3 hl\u00fd\u00f0inn, bl\u00ed\u00f0ur, stilltur.<\/p>\n
Kv\u00e6\u00f0al\u00f6g hann s\u00f6ng og skr\u00fdtnar s\u00f6gur sag\u00f0i,
\nandartak hann aldrei \u00feag\u00f0i
\nog aldrei fr\u00e1 s\u00e9r bogann lag\u00f0i.<\/p>\n
A\u00f0 morgni, fyrr en hug\u00f0i hann a\u00f0 maga og munni,
\n\u00fat \u00e1 hla\u00f0 hann hlaupa kunni
\na\u00f0 hl\u00e6ja d\u00e1tt vi\u00f0 n\u00e1tt\u00farunni.<\/p>\n
Og \u00e1 kv\u00f6ldin eins og pytti upp \u00far dreginn,
\nborinn inn \u00e1 ba\u00f0 og \u00feveginn
\nblund \u00fe\u00e1 stundum f\u00e9ll \u00ed peyinn.<\/p>\n
Einn vi\u00f0 leiki undi hann s\u00e9r alla daga.
\nOft \u00fe\u00f3 reyndi inn a\u00f0 draga
\n\u00edmynda\u00f0a leikf\u00e9laga.<\/p>\n
Ekki \u00feurfti \u00f3\u00feekktina um a\u00f0 kvarta.
\nS\u00e1lar minnar s\u00f3lin bjarta
\nsigra\u00f0i allra hug og hjarta.<\/p>\n
Ba\u00f0 um leyfi til a\u00f0 lemja litla br\u00f3\u00f0ur.
\nGer\u00f0ist sterkur, st\u00f3r og fr\u00f3\u00f0ur,
\nstundum jafnvel allt of g\u00f3\u00f0ur.<\/p>\n
Vildi \u00ed sinni visku kenna, vernda, r\u00e1\u00f0a,
\nala upp hinn yngri sn\u00e1\u00f0a,
\neinatt tala fyrir b\u00e1\u00f0a.<\/p>\n
Yndislega kve\u00f0linga hann ungur orti.
\nOr\u00f0afor\u00f0a aldrei skorti
\nen oft var spekin \u00fat \u00far korti.<\/p>\n
Hans er or\u00f0in h\u00f6ndin litla, hl\u00fdja, mj\u00faka
\nminni talsvert st\u00e6rri og strj\u00faka
\nstelpukvi\u00f0 n\u00fa vill hans l\u00faka.<\/p>\n
Hei\u00f0arleik hann hefur s\u00e9r og h\u00f3gv\u00e6r\u00f0 tami\u00f0,
\n\u00e1str\u00ed\u00f0ur og ofsa hami\u00f0,
\nengan nema Darra lami\u00f0.<\/p>\n
Engan hefur hann enn\u00fe\u00e1 slegi\u00f0 undir belti.
\nEins \u00fe\u00f3tt vi\u00f0 hann \u00f3lar elti
\nargur ruddi og \u00e1 hann gelti.<\/p>\n
\u00de\u00e9r \u00e9g kenndi rammt a\u00f0 stu\u00f0la og r\u00e9tt a\u00f0 r\u00edma.
\n\u00deakkl\u00e1t fyrir \u00feennan t\u00edma
\n\u00fe\u00e9r a\u00f0 lokum gef \u00e9g s\u00edma<\/p>\n
Hvort sem \u00fe\u00fa ert \u00fati \u00ed b\u00e6 e\u00f0a inni \u00ed landi,
\nef \u00fear ste\u00f0jar a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e9r vandi,
\nendilega vertu \u00ed bandi.<\/p>\n
N\u00fa ertu or\u00f0inn str\u00e1kur st\u00f3r og br\u00e1tt \u00fe\u00fa stendur
\neinn, og vinnur eigin lendur,
\n\u00c1stral\u00edu b\u00ed\u00f0a strendur.<\/p>\n
Engu hefur\u00f0u enn a\u00f0 tapa en allt a\u00f0 vinna.
\nSvo \u00fe\u00fa megir frelsi\u00f0 finna
\nflj\u00fag\u00f0u s\u00e6ll til n\u00fdrra kynna.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Haukur minn \u00e1 afm\u00e6li \u00ed dag. 16 \u00e1ra. Hann er a\u00f0 vinna \u00fati \u00e1 landi og \u00e9g \u00e1kva\u00f0 a\u00f0 gefa honum GSM s\u00edma, kannski a\u00f0allega sj\u00e1lfrar m\u00edn vegna. \u00dearf enn\u00fe\u00e1 \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 halda a\u00f0 vera p\u00ednul\u00edti\u00f0 \u00f3missandi. Hann \u00e6tlar … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa