all music and art © 2008 J R Howley
With little time to live, an old man returns to the fields of his youth where he often saw angels. With him is his robot companion who reads a poem the old man wrote for the occasion.
Click Here for the audio poem. (Text of the Poem below)
O how lovely are the fields!
They are green once again.
I Tell you, Angels have been there
I have seen them once
When I was very young.
It was early in the morning
Just before Dawn.
The flew fast;
Down they swept, great balls of light-
You should have seen them,
Many of them.
And they played and then they smiled at me.
I was very happy
Then sad to see them go.
I never saw them again, ever.
I have come back to see if they still care.
Maybe in my youth I was pure-
Maybe that's why I saw them
Perhaps they still come even now.