Not a letter so much as a poem
Well done, my sweet
- so very well done.
I'm so proud of you, not just for what you've achieved but for what you are. It's amazing.
I can't really see this sodding keyboard
or screen through all these sodding tears.
I won't go on - I don't want to embarrass you -
but for me you'll always be a star -
you always have been - not just for what you've
done but for what you are.
'N I'll always be in your debt
because you have the heart and the grace
to have given your broken dad
You're free now to hurt,
to be, to cry with joy,
to find your pot of gold,
to chase your rainbow,
to explore all the spectrum that is in you,
and find that special resonance
who speaks to you