Family Poem by dafydd jabber redman

I see the Sand nice and gritty soft through my toes like if it warm, wrath as a smothy love is not in me only a lower process. of grovey singing a sad song in a my heart is beating., me down in a small soft breeze i see the leaves slowly rolling down the tree. never more owing the heart of the trees, walking through the park gates of life my kid's are playing a they should be laughing for joy. dad come and pay for that we want an ice gream thats the way life should be, sat by there mum wail she looks at me and smiles as i give my wife a strawberry flowered rose saying i am now free. from sand beneath my feet. and all the hell has gone from in side me, i live the life as i don't party, a grait to love my family.