I looked for you in your chair
then had to stop and think,
Clive, the chair is empty you wasn't there
my tears stung and made me blink.
I know you didn't want to leave
Clive, you did everything to stay,
all can do is sit and grieve
while dreading each new day
Clive how do I continue?
you have left me on my own
my heart and soul left with you
as a shell I now walk alone.
I love you Den xxxxxxx
Denise
13th June 2020
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland