Euan James 1971 - 1995
He is made one with nature; there is heard
His voice in all her music, from the moan
Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird;
He is a presence to be felt and known
In darkness and in light, from herb and stone
He is a portion of the loveliness
Which once he made more lovely.
Percy Bysshe Shelley.
3 comments:
Rest In Peace, Euan.
Love and best wishes
Thinking of you and your lovely boy.
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