As the wind is blowing

May your presence blow with the wind,
for your place is in waiting.
A brave soldier in our hearts you will stay, 
fond memories fortuned, 
golden gates open wide set pass by life’s freedom.

Like a night of stars expressing light beautifully
shine as I envisage your smile,
for it’s a miracle to see.

May your presence blow with the wind,
for your place is in waiting.

Paolo Driussi