http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_O-WHevzCR8
I loved you then, I love you still my dear Father…
Reminiscing now the chill that day,
Perhaps only internal,
Did winds blow outside? I forget
Gun shots loud speak salutation to a Hearse,
Winter takes form and makes a place within the home,
Cold winds that did freeze and break the heart
Winter in my heart,
Winter to my touch as I bid farewell…
Festival King 