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I don't know what it is about you That makes me feel the way I do, What reason is there for my thoughts To be constantly of you?
Could it be your eyes, so big, so brown,
Or could it be your voice I love,
Or maybe it's that laugh of yours,
I guess it's just all of you — Barbara Townley-Oak |
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The Red Rose, Roddy McDowall A bright young budding actor travels overseas In tow, his family. Mother, sister and the Anticipation of a prosperous career. Upon his arrival onto new soil, The feeling of being uprooted subsides, and Acceptance by the acting community takes over. He begins growing into the most fulfilling roles a Young actor can imagine, alongside such rising stars as Montgomery Clift and Elizabeth Taylor. Gradually, and with ever so much grace he Blossoms into a distinguished actor. His flower blooms gently and fully, Whether in the most comfortable of settings, or the Most adverse of conditions. His personal kindness is well known, and is Rich like the fullness of deep red colors, with the Softness of gently rose petals. Soon, he begins branching into many directions, and Stretches out to producing, directing and photography. Seen in so many lights now, there appears a sense of Maturity, but never fading. Quietly, gracefully, his time arrives, and he is Overwhelmingly gentlemanly, charismatic, kind and loving Until the last petal falls. To bloom no more. Always in our minds and hearts will we carry Pictures of this truly red rose. So many have been touched by his life, and So many more will remember him this way.
In Memoriam, — Lisa Nardelli |