Unseen ease with thee

Greetings, dearest Harry, I pen again

This letter to remind you, you did not come for me.

Yes, I did share every talk with thee.

If you had been with me in this past,

Three memorable days,

Unfamiliar, with new, unknown shadows,

And known shadows, yes, they did show me love,

As you did, thinking you never left without a goodbye.

Oh, they did make me think I could always be happy with ease.

Yes, they were right; it did.

In these three days, I stayed two days,

Less talking, rather, to my father only with spirit.

Yes, call it half dead, as you always said.

Do you remember the father that knew what he did,

To thee was no good idea, even to the world,

But yet right, with full reasons to the humans?

I still thank thee, father. Without thee,

I would never have made you my part.

After these three days of less than my normal life,

I find ease after touching my heart

With the father's words and spirit talk.

But I still remember thee,

But I do find ease now,

But you never knew I needed to find no ease far from my whole, cause it's with me,

Which you always told me.

Yes, you call it UNSEEN EASE WITH THEE.

Dearest, we will cross paths again.

Why? I do know; my father told thee,

And I believed.

I hope your father did make good use of you

On the road hung.

FOREVER YOURS,

FUMILAYO.