Someone so dearly loved, Anon
Someone so dearly loved
So popular with her friends
we should not cry forever,
for this is not the end.
Her memory lives amongst us,
Times we both laughed and cried,
I cannot bare to lose her,
But one day, we all must die
I hear her voice within me,
and her funny little laugh
So many things remind me;
Of times that are now gone past.
I knew of no-one who hated her,
She was the apple of every eye
Any conflicts, we all once had
are now by the by.
Ginnie
26th February 2010
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland