Collect your coat Wave goodbye to your friends The soul of a poet Has reached a new place
A beautiful freedom is felt And he is now All that he should be All is good in his world All is as One day we all shall see
Words floating in the willdness I will search by yonder tree Im sure I heard him singing To all the poets He sing's that he is free I journey down to the river where the child still weaves his rythm's And he will be sitting peacefully As only he now has the time
all we need to do is listen all we need to do is believe all we need to do is notice the sound of the river the touch of the wind The warmth of the sun cradle this thought within and he will surely live forever young Withing the weave of a poet's dream
Thankyou for all your advice and help Paddy - Death is not final, it is a journey, just as is life .... Maybe we will still hear your words if we listen quietly enough down by that river of hope x