Thursday 16 January 2014

For Ivor In Friendship

i just had a call from Sam Bowen to let me know that his father
our friend 
has passed away

i have lit a candle to light his way 
to that place where we will all meet

then i went into my garden to think 
of all the things I could remember about him

short poem:
I thought to live for two centuries or three
yet here comes death to me,
a child of just 75 years old

short poem: 
I come to my death in daylesford
and here to my delight
i find, beside me, my own parents and brothers
family i can talk to

“The best way to say good bye is to intensely remember all the good things.”

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