Sleep the sleep of angels my love, the beast of the night is now slain, and you banished me to search again. So sleep the sleep of angels my love, saviour or sinner I loved you.
Mortal life is but a glimpse of all things, in our waking consciousness. What are memories, reflections naught but time can advocate. Time is a useless measure, as our reflections prove, nothing loses its forward momentum, in this revolving universe as life goes on.
Reflections of love when time makes no sense, moving forward I cannot go back, to thank you to tell you I love you. I converse with you within this moment, sadly this moment will leave me, and the future is a time, we do not dwell. I turn this moment to the past, to be with you, like an old favourite film, I press replay
Sadness manifests as I stumble into the next moment, seeing your smile feeling your words calling within my heart, do your best beautiful boy, live the best life you can. I tell you with all my heart I promise you the best I can, knowing you walk with me, where time does not exist, and love is eternal and still.
DEDICATED TO Elwyn Rowlands My Dad 27/11/29 – 14/10/15