Went to the Bridge 2.10.08
Conan died on the evening of 2nd October. He had two massive seziures and didn't recover. Helen was in shock and totally heartbroken. His time with her was all too short but he was extremely happy there.
We have a secret, you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who, but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fireglow?
And who but I can reach my hand
Before we go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths,
And see, ahead of me,
Your body racing with the wind,
So young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass.
And, when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass.
Back to the Rainbow
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