Twelve Months On

I walk along the sands as we did before

The only trouble is it makes me miss you more

I talk to you as I walk along, but wind is strong, no one can hear

But in my heart I know you are near.

The beach cafe’s not the same sitting alone

Although they make me feel at home

The people I greet as they pass by

I wonder if they know I would like to cry

Seeing them as couples is hard to bear

I suppose if you have not suffered you do not care.

The heavy rain so reminds me of the day we laid you to rest

We tried so hard to sing our best

I will always think of you in the pouring rain

I wonder – did you want to go, or remain?

You are always there, where ever I roam

Be it at church or in our new home

I am sure the bungalow would have suited you

Even tho’ some ones tried to spoil the view.

Celebrating Alan’s 80th will not be the same

I have no doubt we will speak your name

But you will be missing – a vacant place

Can we forget the heart of gold and loving face.

RBA 07/07

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.