Legacy

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Love Outlives All

Hey Dad – I can feel you
I know you’re out there
Always here in my heart
Nearby in the air

Like a whisper in the breeze
Or rustle out of sight
The glint in a dew drop
Or the star shining bright

In the chorus of morning
In the day’s melody
Just nudging my conscious
That you’re not far away

For your spirit is in me
Your laughter, your love
Always reigning in harmony
On my soul, from above

And so this first birthday
I now have without you
Is imbued with your presence
Will be happy not blue

For you’re here – omnipresent
Not in a distant place
For love outlives all
And is a blessing and grace

A Final Blessing

Towards the everlasting Spring
Where blossom stays in bloom
And daffodils rise from the ground

Towards the sun that never sets
Where blue dispels the mist
And jubilant trumpets resound

Towards all of eternity
Where endless joy’s fulfilled
And boundless peace is always found

Towards the perfect great beyond
Where radiance shines bright
And glory’s presence all abounds

Be ever in our thoughts and heads
Our minds and memories
With mercy blessed for evermore
With love, you are set free.

Legacy

Life is the incubator of the spirit. A chrysalis nurtured in the body until it is released as a butterfly in the final breath into the blue. The essence, the soul, the spirit, fluttering through eternity on the cerulean wings of memories and visible in the traits passed from one generation to the next. This is our legacy making the difference a cocoon at a time. 

Blue Butterfly

Fly sweet butterfly. Fly fly!
Away into the blue
Midst azure wisps amongst the clouds
The essence that is you
And flap your cerulean wings
Until you blend as one
With heavens mist high up above
Towards the setting sun

Forever Free of PSP

Now take him death where he will be
Away from what this PSP
Stole from him here upon the Earth
His freedom to the rights of birth

The liberty to speak and eat
His right to walk on steadfast feet
To look about with no fixed stare
Be in control, chose what he dares

Those choices that we take assumed
Until the beast enters; consumes
From deep within on neural thread
Devouring life as though it’s dead

And so dear death, come in and heal
And cease this wanton heinous deal
Releasing him so that he’ll be
Forever free of PSP

For more information on PSP, a progressive degenerative neurological condition, please visit the https://www.pspassociation.org.uk/ 

Reflections

For fifty years less one short month
You’ve been there by my side
Protector, comforter and friend
In whom I could confide
With whom I shared my highs, my lows
My hopes, my loves, my dreams,
My fears and sadness, losses, fights
All sort of diff’rent things

You’ve stood there strong; n’er waned nor left
Been there through thick and thin
My constant, stable, quiet resolve
Hand to hold and thickest skin
And we’ve had great fun, laughed and cried
We’ve shared so much and more
And you’ve been there not just for me
But for my own fab four

You’ve been the very best of Dads
And for my children too
You’ve been a role model as well
As Grandpa and Dad, true
You’ve taught us all integrity
You’ve showed us what it means
To uphold honour, truth, respect
And all things in between

And you taught me that I have worth
You’ve shown me I can be
Strong, confident, navigating
A lifecourse responsibly
For as a source of peacefulness
With humour and harmony
You’ve given out support, warmth, love
All unconditionally

And so dear Daddy, I love you
And will eternally
For though we must be pulled apart
In mortal realms I see
This thread weaving between us won’t
Separate at your death
For it will pass cross the chasm
And won’t leave me bereft

A ribbon thread to hold onto
Forever in a day
Of treasured memories in mind
Paving an onward way
A link in the chain that won’t be broke
A strand between us both
Where what we had will never die
And that’s my lasting oath
And thus, this will not be the end
But the beginning of
A new road down which we will walk
Me here; you up above
As a star amidst the milky way
Shining a guiding light
Still always here deep in my heart
Burning so very bright

Cycle of Life

I sit and think life’s like a stream
All bubbling and clear
In early days when youth burns bright
Before the middle years
When brook turns into river broad
With depth and span from all
Experiences that we have had
Before we reach the fall
Of life; autumnal years spread out
Where estuary feeds into
The oceans sea that stretches out
Towards eternal view
Whence spirit will evaporate
Up to the skies above
And drops of memories will reign
In you and me with love

P

Rest In Peace, Little Bea

Up in the sky a star is born
So luminous and bright
With distant mew midst Milky Way
Our dear one sleeps tonight

A far off dot, yet always near
Taken away too soon
Our loss is yet but heaven’s gain
Besides the silver moon

Where souls of those who’ve passed on by
Waltz through eternity
Freed from the shackles of this earth
Rest in peace, little Bea

Beatrice – 14 February 2015 to 12 August 2016

Be Gone!

How I loathe you death
As you sweep in and steal
Taking for your own
All we hold precious
Contemptuous, bitter vengeance
Reaping souls selfishly
In a covetous act of wanton destruction
Destroying harmony and lives
To be the victor in a world
Where you are not welcome
Be gone you Angel of darkness
And leave us in peace
Leave us to enjoy the sun
To feel the raindrops and the early morning dew
To reach the rainbow
And smell the luscious grass
The fragrant floral scents
And bask in the company of our love ones
For you bring the final requiem
From where there is no return
Taking away the morrow
Whence the sun will no more rise nor set
The birdsong will no more be bright
Where nothing replaces everything
Into eternity
So be gone you thief
Be gone!