Sweet William

Surge, propera, amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni.

Monday, November 26, 2012

William Anthony Carius


My dear Bill, well, it has been seventeen years since you left us and I still think of you every day - even more so around this time of year...again...the 22nd November is still a difficult day for me - well the whole week really. Still have your photo on my desk and I know you continue to watch over me as I promised I would for you.

You are missed...but you're never far from my thoughts...Mr Driver...Cloud-walker...my soul mate - we will meet again ...I am sure somewhere out there you have returned to us - I hope my eyes and heart are open enough to recognise you and remember you. If not I will no doubt be with you again in some form ...from the earth, within the ocean or in the air flying in the clouds - we will be together once again forever ...no matter how briefly or for how long I can't wait to see you and hold your sweet head on my heart again. Love from a great distance ...

I give my heart wings to your feet so that you may fly higher.