Happy Birthday My Love, My King Of Rock And Roll

I can no longer hear the laughter in your voice        
When you closed your eyes, can you feel my sorrow on the wind      
Knowing I will not feel your breeze in my midst        
From the womb to the cradle, you were a gift unto a mother to love     
      
Bed of earth is now your everlasting solidarity        
A storm brewed above        
The trumpets played the last tune of your life        
Did you dance in the grave as you basked in the awareness        
Your name read from the Book of Life        
Peace has finally chosen your fate        
      
Quietly easing away from the agitation, madness, the mayhem        
In the basilica of life crossing over        
Behind the shroud of death to give unto its beautiful destiny        
Caresses of spiritual guiding hands        
Voices of ancient welcome the benediction of your homecoming        
Ascending the peaks of the highest mountains        
Glancing in the wakes of your life        
Bowing to the wondrous of what you gave        
Cherished in remembrance what you received        
      
Consecrated tongues in awe can remarkably utter        
You’ve lived the life of a roaring solider battling in the shadows of God’s pastures        
Steadfast in your unwavering honor        
Bequeath of faith in your darkest hour        
You marveled in thy name        
Your tongue never tarried of wicked faith to renounce your earthly journey      
      
Those footsteps in the sands        
Marked in the sinking depth of those occurrences when you were down in belief        
Those wings of comfort when you could not walk His grace carried you      
That voice harkened in my ears to say        
Thy work has been done        
      
Heavy hearts did not feel your beautiful rejoice as you a sundered yonder        
Deafening ears did not feel the calling of your eternal joy        
Clocks did not tell us the time when souls can rest        
A silent void no falling tears can ever fill        
A feeling the mind or heart will never come to understand in its absence      
When your sunrise and sunset has finally set you free        
      
Go now, rest in peace      
     
Dedicated to Elvis Aaron Presley      
Sunrise 01-08-1935, Sunset 08-16-1977      
     
     
His Everlasting Fan, me