Not a day goes by without a happy thought
of you
and a reminisce over all the things you
used to do.
A birdhouse or table or something to fix,
that was your calling and that we will miss.
Along with your thoughts and your
everlasting smile,
to make us all happy, you’d go that extra
mile.
Your laughter was infectious, your humour
so dry,
It’s these things I remember as I look up
to the sky.
The silent thought or the nod of your head,
the raise of one eye, nothing needed to be
said.
We had an understanding, words needed not
to be uttered,
but there was a few times you coughed and
sometimes even spluttered!
We laugh and we cry, and wish each day you
were here,
to hold onto you tight and keep you so near.
I can see you so clearly in my heart and my
mind,
I will never loose that image of your face:
so kind.
I remember the work on the farm that we
shared,
you made me laugh but I think you
despaired!
I still look to you for answers above and
beyond
I know that you are there, just across that
big pond.
At the end of that rainbow, sat on a calm,
distant, sunny shore
you keep us safe within your sights, until we
knock upon that door.