Tomorrow I will hunt out a little book, a very special little book. In it, I shall record my favourite writings, that say me.
I hope one day you will read them, though I expect I will be gone by then. Still, the hope remains with me that you will understand who and why I was the way I was.
I hope that you will forgive me, for not sharing in my living days, I just could not find the way.
My book will be very easy to find, Pink of course! It was her book first, filled with messages of love for a young life cut short.
It will be entwined with my words, and I hope one day, you too, will write upon the pages, and pass this to your children, so they will know me, and their Aunty, and their dad.
I love you son
Dedicated to the people I love the most in this world……… My Children
This will be my last passage in the book