Thoughts of my Father..

I stand in the wind and can hear his name, I watch the sunrise and his shadow is next to mine, I spread my arms at the top of the mountain and I can feel his presence around me.....I am never alone...for he is always there.

On this day you left us....the world became that little less, smaller, not quiet so wonderful, but you gave me all that you could, all that life would allow you to, the rest......well, I am lucky....because I see you much in the mirror. I see you in the things I do, the way that I am....and I am grateful for all that I have.

For Neville Arthur Bacon.