god manfred, why? i miss you still i phone the birthday boy turned thirty four can you believe it? grown now into a man but still the sweet son there, inside, untouched vulnerable and protective we talk, of greek verbs and a celebratory full scottish breakfast i put the phone back in the cradle by the window my throat constricts hot tears burn behind my eyelids god manfred, why? because he has no father for me to pass the phone to no dad to listen with knowledge to the questions that men must surely need to share at times or do the welling tears betray my own aloneness
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" Mary Oliver
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” ~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
"There are too many people, and too few human beings." Robert Zend
"Strength is the ability to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands, and then eat just one of those pieces."