Toby is on the mend now, thanks to all the help and kind wishes we have received, and continue to receive from friends and family all over the world, not to mention the practical support which has been so appreciated.

There is also a gallery of his paintings elsewhere on the site for your enjoyment.

http://www.writinginthemargins.co.uk/page46.htm

 

May 2007 in front of our Senior Partner's rather glorious Lagonda - we have told him to aim high !!

GUARDIAN ANGEL

I am the smoothness of the pebble
nestled in your palm
I am in the ocean breeze
as it brushes past your arm
I am the blue of a cloudless summer sky
I am the whisper of a dream
A half remembered sigh

I may be the essence
of the grains of desert sand
the miles of tearstained ink
the pages crumpled in your hand
I am the breath that cools your sheets
with midnight's sudden chill
The spike of ice, the drift of snow
across some far distant hill

I am flying high above you
the lone bird on its' wing
I may be the last fish in the river
but still a living thing

Do not dwell on loneliness
Do not lose strength, or hope, or will
For I am all around you
I am with you still

Laura Friedlander 2005

This was written for Toby in our hour of need and prayer - we have found it of great comfort and would like to share it with all those in such pain as we were then.