I wanted to write about end of life and for me this is how I see it. My father in law and uncle both died of prostrate cancer and I wish they had seen my family grow up, but then I don’t really believe they are that far away yet…
You know surely how hard I felt your going,
That when it came, I couldn’t feel a thing,
The unsaid words, like unpaid, left still owing,
And yet also impossible to bring…
I tried to make the most of time we had,
You often made me giggle, and can now,
The tubes and needles held us back a tad,
Yet wine and song, the memory long somehow…
I see you in the sunshine, from the first light,
I hear you now as I walk though the day,
I talk to you, the poems new, I write,
To fool myself you never went away…
Me and my cat have made a recording of this poem at,
Remains https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWY7HMJiLJc&feature=youtu.be
