Adrift the sea
sails a message in a bottle
A method be chosen
for I who no longer
can muster courage
to spew words
from this tongue of mine.

We may no longer speak
but rest assured
I still call you friend
Regardless if you
Call or treat me as one.

Truth be told
Even if I am no
part of it
My heart is glad
that you have now found
the happiness
that I wished to offer
yet always failed to give.

Sure am I that fate
be blamed
that we met,
meet and will meet,
and destiny be intertwined
on these points.

However, perhaps hands
never joined
for you are a resident
of the light
whilst I a dweller
of the night.

May this find you
in good health
as it carries
my goodwill.
I also wish to
express my praise
for what you achieved
and whatever you
shall find undertaking.

I shall no longer
bring up relics
of the past
as I have left them
and have decided
to continue to grow.

Nevertheless, while I
mingle in the shadows
I am always ready
to stretch out my hand.
But remember that
you must ask
so I may know,
then you shall receive.

For now I withdraw,
Naught I say goodbye
rather saying that
while I make my
presence scarce
I am always here for you.

In the darkest night
When there is no light
In the loneliest hour,
When everyone’s afar
And on that second
I will be there to hold your hand
To tell you its
too early to give up
And too late to quit
To keep you going
And fighting the current
Remember,
I am and will always
be here for you.

May you find
yourself blessed,
may luck find
you in her favor,
may my goodwill come
your way and
may this find you
in the best of health.


Wishing you
happiness forevermore…

Memories of the distant past
Come flashing through my mind
Good times bad times even sad times
Are gone now left behind.
Years move on the past has gone
We move ahead life carries on.
And then there are those photographs
Of folk that I once knew
And all those faces from different places
Where have they all gone to .?
I say goodbye to those good old days
Those days of long ago
But I cannot help but shed a tear
On the melancholy  road.

When our story's over
The last chapter and final page
We'll look back and will remember
Those happy and glory  days.

We were young and filled with laughter
Living wild and fancy free
Not a care nor thought
Of what would ever come to be.

We now have grown much wiser
Still we have our past regrets
But that's what we call learning
Lessons we will not forget.

But now we are contented
We live our lives with ease
Here within our neighbourhood
Surrounded  by the trees.

Now we move a little slower
Our health it is a bind
Then we are not complaining
For we had those happy times.

shades of indigo
paint the sky
while the doves
fly away in the wind
while the waves
match with the tide
as the white candles
burn the air with incense
as the smell of sage and rosemary
compliment the aroma of the air
i dream of you dangerously