Robert Is Precious

There you are, if you arrived there yet. I know not how long the journey takes. All of us have some beauty, and I saw you at times so precious. You were worth something, a question of value. Nephews and siblings and all those who do not understand. Well, what is to understand? All of us, made differently, and the human race so impatient and intolerant. Yes, every single one of us, we never do enough. I will miss your face, some of those moments we shared laughter. That is sometimes enough. It was, and I will take those fond thoughts with me where I go. The European Championships in 2008. My song 'Foxes and Wolves,' and your advice. Nobody ever sees me amount to anything, from their mortal bodies, alas, maybe from the upstairs heavenly viewing gallery. I can only hope so.

Robert, over there I hope some peace becomes you. I seek it out, for my own self, but I am not ready to find out if it finally arrives on the other side. I can only try to handle my earthly burden and make those who love me (unfortunately only a few) proud. More than that I must retain my core values and morals, and not let myself be corrupted as others are. But, I get lost in the words, this is about you. Safehouse find you, restore you to some place of dignity in hearts, and keep you in eternal resting peace. Love, it's all there, just let it lift you away from here. Ignore the probing implements, take the spirit, the soul, what is important. Set yourself free.

I won't ever forget the minutes and how they ticked. Did I tell you about Robert? Maybe I should have mentioned him by now. I guess I only want to say one thing really. I send these words to him, whoever else reads it might find some gentle grace herein. Did I tell you about that man? His name was Robert. Robert is precious.