Well, Matthew you never got the chance to grow old son. Sorry we no longer walk in nature, so missed your knowledge yesterday. Couldn't identify a birdsong. Your not here Matthew to repeat it's call, Nor describe it's migration, arriving and departing.
Presently preparing your memorial service.
Trying to get sense, How you'd like it. Not something l prepared for. Always believed. Always hoped,wanted you to get well.
Kind of thought..."you would stay forever Young.".. while this at times 'intolerant old git.' Would just pass away. Sunshine how l feel you. Generous soul loving wildlife,some music,6 coffees to start the day. Reading and watching classic TV as you wrote and draw pictures.
Your world now l hope is carried in sunshine. Mines still got few fears. LIFE which includes part of the fabric, DEATH.
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