My Dad

My dad told me a story of forty years before, when he was young and there was a World war, I thought ‘he is old, well; what does he know anyway’?

the petulance of youth never seems to fade, ignorance is everything when you know it all,

Life has been difficult, if only I could hear him once more, to really listen, intent to learn, I would have had less bridges to burn, my father was a hero, a young voluntary fireman, a royal airforce cadet, saving Saturdays for a little shilling bet, Harold, Red & Pat, a short tempered rat with a heart of gold, a maniac cat he owned, it would always attack, confused and alone now though surrounded by friends, most times I think my life would end, I’ve no more to give, burned to the ground, to rest a buzzing mind from an abnormal sound, no, stay quiet, not be found. 

Do not look for me in the flowers

Do not Look for me in the flowers, the sky up above

A warm caress of love to your little girl pup

a Red breast Robin, comes quite near

gives a knowing look without any fear

I will not be a ghost wandering around

In the house there, I will not be found

I am not the the touch on your shoulder

the sound you heard jumping on the bed

I will not switch on the tv or open the shed

For god loved the world, he gave his only son

That whoever believes in him will be in heaven 

Do not look for my reflection in the glass  

I will be in heaven, probably sitting on my arse

do not cry for me for long,  you will see me again Do not look for me for long, an angel I will send  I’m not here on earth, I am gone. 

I will see you in heaven, home in the sky

If you believe in Jesus, I will be by his side 

I will look for you in the morrow’ 

I will search always, for you

somewhere over the rainbow

In the garden of Eden below the clouds too. 

Complete part.

Miles apart, Close together, 

Cliffs of chalk, mountains of heather,

awareness of presence, close to my heart

feeding a hunger, a feinted non-start.

Afraid of fear, dangers unknown,

wherever in the world, sadness alone,

contend to do right, a fiery red setter,

challenging rise of a future that is better

Don a cloud of grey and mist,

heavy heart, a mental twist,

Overcasting rain, well it gently falls

Overzealous thoughts, who knows or cares at all.