THE REMAINS OF THE DAY
“We can travel to the ends of the Earth, only to arrive back home and find Paradise on our doorstep.” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGWs1HK8iDU
THE LAST FAREWELL – ROGER WHITTAKER
On this day I bid a last farewell
to a father who was not my blood
but a bond was made
and a promise held
and I was rescued from the flood
the tears that fell
were sweet enriched with salt
like an ocean swell
that fell into a well
of honey and the feelings felt
cannot be bought
for the value of such love
is more important
and more valuable than any amount of money
knowing the sun will no longer touch his face
and I will not see the sweetness of his smile again
I look upon the heavenly countenance of this place
and know that the sun will always follow even after so much rain.
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My friends
I want that you will forget me just a little;
that I might be just a little less important to you,
so that in my absences you will not grieve for me.
I can no longer be here as often as I once was.
I have not the strength.
There is illness, pain and loss
and still more to come.
There is barely enough strength
to do the most rudimentary of things.
Each day I task myself to do
only what is the most important one thing to achieve that day
and I congratulate myself on doing that one small thing
and try hard not to beat myself up
on the other million things I did not do.
You are always in my heart.
You are never far from my thoughts.
I never will forget you.
In truth I love you …
Thank you for your kindness, understanding and patience.
THE REMAINS OF THE DAY
“We can travel to the ends of the Earth, only to arrive back home and find Paradise on our doorstep.” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGWs1HK8iDU
THE LAST FAREWELL – ROGER WHITTAKER
On this day I bid a last farewell
to a father who was not my blood
but a bond was made
and a promise held
and I was rescued from the flood
the tears that fell
were sweet enriched with salt
like an ocean swell
that fell into a well
of honey and the feelings felt
cannot be bought
for the value of such love
is more important
and more valuable than any amount of money
knowing the sun will no longer touch his face
and I will not see the sweetness of his smile again
I look upon the heavenly countenance of this place
and know that the sun will always follow even after so much rain.
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
My friends
I want that you will forget me just a little;
that I might be just a little less important to you,
so that in my absences you will not grieve for me.
I can no longer be here as often as I once was.
I have not the strength.
There is illness, pain and loss
and still more to come.
There is barely enough strength
to do the most rudimentary of things.
Each day I task myself to do
only what is the most important one thing to achieve that day
and I congratulate myself on doing that one small thing
and try hard not to beat myself up
on the other million things I did not do.
You are always in my heart.
You are never far from my thoughts.
I never will forget you.
In truth I love you …
Thank you for your kindness, understanding and patience.