May God bless you and your...
The Gentle Wind
Walk out to the gentle wind
Where felt to the lobe hear my name
Walk out in the sun
Where felt to the skin receive my warm embrace
Walk out in the rain, and hear my voice in the drops upon the pavement
Walk out to waters
Hear my song and be consoled
For I am not mere memory,
Nor dead tissue, or lying bone
In time turned back to dust, left as grateful reminder
For a life gifted to us, but never ours to keep
But...
Steve D'Amico
June 11, 2020 | Family


