Winds have whispered to me
Triggering my stomach to twist with marvels of his humanity
For God knows the whereabouts
But, we are seem unaware that more then half of my lifetime has passed without him
Where
Who
When
What
How
Is this man I want to call more than just a man I am related
Those days we spent together are vivid like a rainbow glimpsing out the gray powdered dust clouds
When finally clouds disperse the rainbow is no longer vivid, yet almost perfectly clear
God wrapped a safety net around you
Blind now to all the damaging effects to any life
Dry, clear-headed, and free
To my belief you are at last... happy
Still a plane or two away I hope you know that the little you tell or say means all but the world to your now 15 year old niece