Saturday, May 11, 2024

Poetic peace

 Life what is it?

Beautiful they say

To remember them youmg

Is the name of the day

We laugh at their manner

And cry when they're gone

Only once did I ever make one perfect scone

At the end day before

As he struggled and more

I had prints I had bought

So I showed him once more

Are they good? did I ask

Bit weak he said gasp

He was right they were wishy

And washy and past

As the time was unfolding

A world to await

This is nature we said

It is love it is fate

We don't live forever

We know this is true

And missing is easy except when it's you

So thank you for being

We all had a blast

Just a shame it is always all there

In the past

And life is for living

One day at a time

And love, well its always cost

No more 

Than a dime

KF 


This is a very personal one for me.  Two years ago I lost my dad. He always had my back.

He was funny, and caring, and quirky, and kind. I miss him. We all do.