September 23, 2012 in Real Life Stories
My Dear Ann–Where Are You Now?
Standing atop the cliff with wind in my hair,
I turned to speak, but you were not there,
Into the wind I shouted for your return,
This will not happen I have to learn.
Your spirit is with me as I travel around
Oh what wonderful memories do abound
I return to the chalet all alone
If only I could reach you by telephone.
There is a void in my life of that there is no doubt
Why were you taken? I want to shout
No answer comes to that sad question
But someone somewhere must know the intention.
Life must go on without you I know
Bit it is difficult to decide which way to go
Life was much easier with two to share
But now alone it is harder to bear.
I sit alone some times lost in thought
Thinking of how so very hard you fought
If only! If only I silently cry
But I get no answere, I just have to sigh
The treatment on offer we knew a risk carried
A risk we’d not faced since we were married
Our life seemed set fair or so we thought
Then came the grim reaper and life became nought.
You kindled a flame with your life here on earth
But now I ask what is life worth
The prayers offered up for you there were so many
Of all those said, I ask? Did God answer any.
We all know there is a great, great master plan
Was there a place in it for you my dear Ann?
Maybe when we meet in heaven of this I will learn
If it be God’s will and in hell I don’t burn.
My dad wrote all these poems after my mum died to express his feelings.
They are written from the heart.
There are 7 poems in total.
Thank you dad for letting me share them & your feelings .
I love you both.