Poem Number Seven
Dedicated to those who have lost their special someone
With love to David’s family
Heart Food
Time,to nourish the body
Quench an inner thirst
Cherish,building blocks of love
Heartfood
for our souls
Turn, towards the living
Remembering looks
of reflection
Smiling,winsome glances
love a spirit
towards it’s heaven
Laugh,the moments
onwards
Ease,a memory outward
Soon enough
we all,will be
just, a passing memory.
Time to live
our own lives
Happy to be
just ,within
only,the living of it.
I
Am many peoples
God,is : good
It is
time
to move on
Go forward
To those who have passed
we call…….
“We soon, come.”