Missing you is like an underground spring that never runs dry I refuse to call this grief. So Mundane. When you left I did not understand what you had taken with you Now I look around for things buried underground … Continue reading
I still get a tear in my eye and a silent cry when I think of a man who loved his wife. She had long left this life he now travelled through good, great and strife without her hand holding … Continue reading
Sometimes I know I don’t have enough. But then there is a moment when lights are dimmed and harmonies soar and roar and fingers climb across a piano tuned to exquisiteness and lights are dimmed and you hold my hand … Continue reading
Two hands strong and warm and brown puckered with veins perfect in old age Beloved. Two hands thin and small and brown busy at play Building today Beloved. Two hands family lineage Comforting reminder Grandfather to his minor. Beloved.
A Let me write you a love song As old as time itself Of favour and of friendship Unleashed from within itself Let me write you a love song Of sleep in’s in our bed Three … Continue reading
Little triplet of love come with me over yonder to explore violet horizons and to eventuate here within my heart. Little triplet of love the father son and holy GROSS A brother and his sister and another little blister … Continue reading