To Twinkle Toes,
You left me a letter so I'm going to reply...
As seasons pass, there is a day,
I’ll visit where, your bones now lay...
I see a light
up on that horizon...
It appears, at least to me
That child-bearers who have passed from this world...
I no longer
end my calls...
Jovial to a fault, yet a tinge always lingered
oozing so much love, pride perched in glinting...
the roses in your cheeks faded
changing colour...
He was blessed with
a wicked sense of humour...
I remember children running through the house
cats hiding under the couch...
I never think of her
Never when the wind is chill...
12/10/16
Those knees... they bled...
You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye...