Never The Less Poem by Dick Bigalow

Never the less I feel, as I walk through the field. Making choices on the issues which hit as hard as a bat to the frontal part of our life.

Never the Less do I feel more secure of our worries in this time that is to me, special in a sense of fenced off to the world and its chances.

Walk through the field with no wield of a sword but a white flag at your bone. See yourself in a white light that shows the night turn into a fight.

Reaching the end of the field, is more a feel of accomplishment and sees itself in a golden robe of never more. Gold is precious but can be deceiving, I loved you dearly until my heart was in pieces.