I’m surrounded in a room with photographs of you,

Including of course is a painting or two,

Your beauty overwhelms me as I have to breathe deep,

While I hold fast to the Angel in a deep sleep,

Lost time creates a fear unknown until these past years,

Thoughts of surrender brings me to tears,

Words flow from a place of creation that’s tied to my heart,

Fear overwhelms me to think once we part,

A granite heart of my love would take thousands of men,

Chiseling away at the stone to the end of when,

The huge size of the heart sculpture would overwhelm all,

And influence the masses to heed loves call,

Yet no matter the size of the granite it cannot stop time,

Tears of desperation scream she’s forever mine,

Deep in the realms of time a granite heart breaks in two,

From but a thought of ever leaving you.

The end.  For Patti, my beautiful bride.

I love you my angel.