Here now the time has come to say good bye. It came to me the way the night arrives. O let the dusk remain like a long sigh. Alas but now in darkness my dream dies. No breath or life does dream have of its own, but life it has within the dreamer's lungs. So when a dream its final breath has blown, the dreamer feels like final song has sung. Good bye my dream I know you were not meant to live beyond the constraints of my mind. Imagination now forever sent... I leave you now on trail I've left behind. Eulogy now spoke the deed is done, I lift my eyes and pray new dream will come.
Striving to be a Samwise Gamgee in a world of Smeagols.