Mortal life is but a glimpse of all things, in our waking consciousness. What are memories, reflections naught but time can advocate. Time is a useless measure, as our reflections prove, nothing loses its forward momentum, in this revolving universe as life goes on.
Reflections of love when time makes no sense, moving forward I cannot go back, to thank you to tell you I love you. I converse with you within this moment, sadly this moment will leave me, and the future is a time, we do not dwell. I turn this moment to the past, to be with you, like an old favourite film, I press replay
Sadness manifests as I stumble into the next moment, seeing your smile feeling your words calling within my heart, do your best beautiful boy, live the best life you can. I tell you with all my heart I promise you the best I can, knowing you walk with me, where time does not exist, and love is eternal and still.
DEDICATED TO Elwyn Rowlands My Dad 27/11/29 – 14/10/15
Stephen Rowlands 