Lonely without you - happy you rest at peace

A poetically challenged poem.

He does listen and if I shut my eye‘s....



"Unico senza voi - Lieto a te Riposarsi al pesca"

I never wonder if my words/thoughts will get to you

They will of course

You said so

Remember when you said you would listen
you always listened so good
reserving your comments
when warranted - special times - just us

We still have your
Scent
Caring

I can REWIND<<<<<
>>>>PLAY BACK
moments that are so real
real moments that let me smell you again
Hold your hand and not be the first to let go

We still have your
Hand
Chuckle

You sang one day
"Leaves would bow down
when you heard my name"
The leaves bowed Dad, they touched the ground
the day you sang to us all “I love you”.
You strummed / we cried

We still have your
Words
Gestures

If you wanted to leave us, you coulda just said
But if ya had to go - then go ahead
We can’t follow-not yet
Too much to take care of instead

We still have your
Smirk
Chuckle

You gave us scores of chores
Keeping us busy for years
muddled with tears but
None with fears

Some we can handle
Some shuffled back under the carpet
But do what we can
Doing what you said
answering to the Man
Most
kept for coffee with Bren

Spoil me, like you promised
You haven’t finished
You have works left undone
Bren drove in the dark, I drove in the sun

You’re heart broke one time, remember?
We were all huddled there
You gave us each a piece that day
And kept us near

We still have your
Heart
Love

Our hearts broke one time too
Without you near
And way too soon
Pieces with no peace in a cold lit up room

I just felt your
Ache...

We’ll send ya off good though
Honor your wishes
Even if it breaks us
Breaks us inside and out

Tares us up
Tears us up
But we’d do anything

Just to keep your
Scent
Hand
Voice
Gestures
Smirk
Chuckle
Love
Heart

Years ago today
You waltzed away
My thoughts left on the curb
Wasting or blooming away?

I walked to the “break”
To listen to the waves for you
Held myself back from
Jumping in to you

The March water was ice
Ice with no words
Maybe some whiskey could make that ice talk
Anything
Just to hear what you had to say

When I was here last
You said you would listen
There weren’t any words
I talked until dawn
Through the ice you heard

You answered...
Thank you

No voice, but your
Hand
Gestures
Smirk
Chuckle
Love


I can’t smell your scent but it’s engraved on my heart.