I lay on the stone slap, helpless and cold
for here in this place now I'm dead and alone
but still there is a feeling of love all around
two figures standing with tears but no laughter
is found…
I can feel their love, though faces are shrouded
my battle is over, theirs have just begun...Still
my spirit will dwell within the house of Olivier
there I shall watch my family grow and flourish
Even though I am not there with them.
B...
Written 4 August 2016
By B R Walker
Copywriter UK