time has
been a
friend to
you,

it has
balanced
all that
you are
in perfect
measure
and harmony.

your ageless
Egyptian
smile ,
your gentle
angel
walk.

you live
life well,

you are
loved
like a
child of
God,

and to
him you
find
all rythme
and reason.

and love's
seasons
fall in
your eyes,

and innocence
is your
Shepard
into night.

and your
calling
will always
be your
true spirit and
love for
family and
roots,

that do
not bind
you but
help you
reach

that do not
define you
but give
you hope.

and if
only the
whispers of
your soul
that I
could hear.

indeed then
I would

die a
happy man.