I had a dream
once…
it faded away.
I have new dreams
now…
but they live
in the clouds.
I watch them
float by
gliding
shifting
always
changing
moving
flowing
gathering
disappearing
and so
it goes
the ebb
and flow
of the
dreaming
clouds…
Dream Clouds…
Roses~
always and forever
Queen of flowers…
Peter
A good man
passed today.
You may not
know him
but
you know men
like him.
Strong and steady
Kind and warm
hearted
Quiet unless he
was happy or
angry.
A gentleman
in every sense
of the word.
He had his
struggles
He fought his
demons
He was a
Rock,
He lived his
name,
Peter.
Goodbye Uncle Pete
You are loved,
You will be missed…
Peter Anthony Bertolo
12/30/53-8/10/24
Clouds
Clouds rolling
by
storms coming
in
the harmony
of the
drops
rhythm
of life
may the
rain
wash away
the pain…
clouds
crowding my
minds eye
rolling by
will your
tears clean
the heavy
air
or drown
the
sorrows of
the lonely…
