Eulogies of Love
The words, they come like memory distant as the dawn waking within dreams whispering like grief and again the sorrows speak remembers the shadows that do not sleep, restless and deep in their longings black as the night where even the black birds weep for the ghosts already gone and still those yet to be…
Remembering my dad today,
It’s hard to believe you’ve been gone eight years now. It’s true, you left me with a lot of scars and yet you could never fully kill the love I keep in my still mending heart for you……
